We Who Are Engaged In The Sacred

Give Me A House Furnished With Books Rather Than Furniture! Both, If You Can, But Books At Any Rate!

The Soul Of The Truly Benevolent Man Does Not Seem To Reside Much In His Own Body. Its Life, To A Great Extent, Is A Mere Reflex Of The Lives Of Others. It Migrates Into Their Bodies, And Identifying Its Existence With Their Existence, Finds Its Own Happiness In Increasing And Prolonging Their Pleasures, In Extinguishing Or Solacing Their Pains.

Manners Easily And Rapidly Mature Into Morals.

Some Languages Are Musical In Themselves, So That It Is Pleasant To Hear Any One Read Or Converse In Them, Even Though We Do Not Understand A Word That We Hear.... Others Are Full Of Growling, Snarling, Hissing Sounds, As Though Wild Beasts And Serpents Had First Taught The People To Speak.

The Pulpit Only "teaches" To Be Honest; The Market-place "trains" To Overreaching And Fraud; And Teaching Has Not A Tithe Of The Efficiency Of Training. Christ Never Wrote A Tract, But He Went About Doing Good.