Flowers Are Sent To Do

When A Church Is Faithless To Its Duties, The Real Church Is Outside Its Walls, In The Community.

The One Great Poem Of New England Is Her Sunday.

Genius Unexerted Is No More Genius Than A Bushel Of Acorns Is A Forest Of Oaks.

Every City Should Make The Common School So Rich, So Large, So Ample, So Beautiful In Its Endowments, And So Fruitful In Its Results, That A Private School Will Not Be Able To Live Under The Drip Of It.

Men Think God Is Destroying Them Because He Is Tuning Them. The Violinist Screws Up The Key Till The Tense Cord Sounds The Concert Pitch; But It Is Not To Break It, But To Use It Tunefully, That He Stretches The String Upon The Musical Rack.