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The Spirit Of Man Can Endure Only So Much And When It Is Broken Only A Miracle Can Mend It.

Then, Again, How Annoying To Be Told It Is Only Five Miles To The Next Place When It Is Really Eight Or Ten!

I See On A Immense Scale, And As Clearly As In A Demonstration In A Laboratory, That Good Comes Out Of Evil; That The Impartiality Of The Nature Providence Is Best; That We Are Made Strong By What We Overcome; That Man Is Man Because He Is As Free To Do Evil As To Do Good; That Life Is As Free To Develop Hostile Forms As To Develop Friendly; That Power Waits Upon Him Who Earns It; That Disease, Wars, The Unloosened, Devastating Elemental Forces Have Each And All Played Their Part In Developing And Hardening Man And Giving Him The Heroic Fiber.

The Atmosphere Of Our Time Is Fast Being Cleared Of The Fumes And Deadly Gases That Arose During The Carboniferous Age Of Theology.

The Smallest Deed Is Better Than The Greatest Intention.