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Our Faith Comes In Moments . . . Yet There Is A Depth In Those Brief Moments Which Constrains Us To Ascribe More Reality To Them Than To All Other Experiences.

Why Should We Be Cowed By The Name Of Action?.

To Different Minds, The Same World Is A Hell, And A Heaven.

The Angels Are So Enamored Of The Language That Is Spoken In Heaven That They Will Not Distort Their Lips With The Hissing And Unmusical Dialects Of Men, But Speak Their Own, Whether Their Be Any Who Understand It Or Not.

The Dead Sleep In Their Moonless Night; My Business Is With The Living.