To The Irreligious Person Heaven Would Be

It Is God Himself Who Can Be Discovered In The Beauty Of Sensible Things.

God Has Created Me To Do Him Some Definite Service; He Has Committed Some Work To Me Which He Has Not Committed To Another. I Have My Mission; I Never May Know It In This Life, But I Shall Be Told It In The Next. I Have A Part In A Great Work; I Am A Link In A Chain, A Bond Of Connection Between Persons. He Has Not Created Me For Naught. I Shall Do Good, I Shall Do His Work; I Shall Be An Angel Of Peace, A Preacher Of Truth In My Own Place, While Not Intending It, If I Do But Keep His Commandments And Serve Him In My Calling.

I Loved The Garish Day, And, Spite Of Fears, Pride Ruled My Will: Remember Not Past Years.

Prayer Is To The Spiritual Life What The Beating Of The Pulse And The Drawing Of The Breath Are To The Life Of The Body.

Satan Is Inconsistent. He Persuades A Man Not To Go To A Synagogue On A Cold Morning; Yet When The Man Does Go, He Follows Him Into It.