We Are All Slaves To The Shining

Religion Is In The Heart, Not In The Knees.

Troubles Are Like Babies - They Only Grow By Nursing.

Happiness Grows At Our Own Firesides, And Is Not To Be Picked In Strangers' Gardens.

A Blessed Companion Is A Book! A Book That, Fitly Chosen, Is A Life-long Friend. A Book — The Unfailing Damon To His Loving Pythias. A Book That — At A Touch — Pours Its Heart Into Our Own.

A Piece Of Simple Goodness--a Letter Gushing From The Heart; A Beautiful Unstudied Vindication Of The Worth And Untiring Sweetness Of Human Nature--a Record Of The Invulnerability Of Man, Armed With High Purpose, Sanctified By Truth.