Much Of The Work Of Every Life

The Greatest Evils Of Society Are Goods That Have Refused To Go On, But Have Sat Down On The Highway, Saying To The World, "we Stop Here; Do You Stop Also.

The Language Of The Face Is Not Taught By The Schools; It Is Intuitive, And To The Observant Is Always Legible.

Every Life Has Its Actual Blanks, Which The Ideal Must Fill Up, Or Which Else Remain Bare & Profitless Forever.

Beneath All Differences Of Doctrine Or Discipline There Exists A Fundamental Agreement As To The Simple, Absolute Essentials In Religion.

In The Beauty Of The Lilies Christ Was Born Across The Sea, With A Glory In His Bosom That Transfigures You And Me; As He Died To Make Men Holy, Let Us Die To Make Men Free, While God Is Marching On.