Neutral Men Are The Devil's Allies.

There Have Been Men Who Could Play Delightful Music On One String Of The Violin, But There Never Was A Man Who Could Produce The Harmonies Of Heaven In His Soul By A One-stringed Virtue.

Down Below All The Crust Of Human Conceptions, Of Human Ideas, Christ Sank An Artesian Well Into A Source Of Happiness So Pure And Blessed That Even Yet The World Does Not Believe In It.

In Some Way The Secret Vice Exhales Its Poison; And The Evil Passion, However Cunningly Masked, Stains Through To The Surface.

Some Souls Are Ennobled And Elevated By Seeming Misfortunes, Which Then Become Blessings In Disguise.

Physically, Man Is But An Atom In Space, And A Pulsation In Time. Spiritually, The Entire Outward Universe Receives Significance From Him, And The Scope Of His Existence Stretches Beyond The Stars.