Ah! The Seasons Of Love Roll Not

Each Departed Friend Is A Magnet That Attracts Us To The Next World.

Jesus Is The Purest Among The Mighty, And The Mightiest Among The Pure, Who, With His Pierced Hand Has Raised Empires From Their Foundations, Turned The Stream Of History From Its Old Channel, And Still Continues To Rule And Guide The Ages

The Look Of A King Is Itself A Deed.

I Would Rather Dwell In The Dim Fog Of Superstition Than In Air Rarefied To Nothing By The Air-pump Of Unbelief-in Which The Panting Breast Expires, Vainly And Convulsively Gasping For Breath.

What A Father Says To His Children Is Not Heard By The World, But It Will Be Heard By Posterity.