When Leisure Is A Selfish Luxury, Its

The Rarest Feeling That Ever Lights A Human Face Is The Contentment Of A Loving Soul.

A Dull Axe Never Loves Grindstones, But A Keen Workman Does; And He Puts His Tool On Them In Order That It May Be Sharp. And Men Do Not Like Grinding; But They Are Dull For The Purposes Which God Designs To Work Out With Them, And Therefore He Is Grinding Them.

Some People Think Black Is The Color Of Heaven, And That The More They Can Make Their Faces Look Like Midnight, The More Evidence They Have Of Grace. But God, Who Made The Sun And The Flowers, Never Sent Me To Proclaim To You Such A Lie As That.

The More Sincere We Are In Our Belief, As A Rule, The Less Demonstrative We Are.

Expedients Are For The Hour, But Principles Are For The Ages.