Truth Is Given, Not To Be Contemplated,

If The Duties Before Us Be Not Noble, Let Us Ennoble Them By Doing Them In A Noble Spirit; We Become Reconciled To Life If We Live In The Spirit Of Him Who Reconciled The Life Of God With The Lowly Duties Of Servants.

The Question Is, Whether, Like The Divine Child In The Temple, We Are Turning Knowledge Into Wisdom, And Whether, Understanding More Of The Mysteries Of Life, We Are Feeling More Of Its Sacred Law; And Whether, Having Left Behind The Priests And The Scribes And The Doctors And The Fathers, We Are About Our Father's Business, And Becoming Wise To God.

Read A Work On The "evidences Of Christianity," And It May Become Highly Probable That Christianity, Etc., Are True. This Is An Opinion. Feel God. Do His Will, Till The Absolute Imperative Within You Speaks As With A Living Voice, "thou Shalt, And Thou Shalt Not;" And Then You Do Not Think, You Know That There Is A God.

Home Is The One Place In All This World Where Hearts Are Sure Of Each Other. It Is The Place Of Confidence. It Is The Place Where We Tear Off That Mask Of Guarded And Suspicious Coldness Which The World Forces Us To Wear In Self-defense, And Where We Pour Out The Unreserved Communications Of Full And Confiding Hearts. It Is The Spot Where Expressions Of Tenderness Gush Out Without Any Sensation Of Awkwardness And Without Any Dread Of Ridicule.

Only So Far As A Man Believes Strongly, Mightily, Can He Act Cheerfully, Or Do Anything That Is Worth Doing.