Her Face Was Fair And

God Is Nearer To You Than Any Thought Or Feeling Of Yours... Do Not Be Afraid.

All That Is Made Seems Planless To The Darkened Mind, Because There Are More Plans Than It Looked For...there Seems No Plan Because It Is All Plan: There Seems No Centre Because It Is All Centre.

Nothing Makes One Feel So Strong As A Call For Help.

God's Finger Can Touch Nothing But To Mold It Into Loveliness.

Yet I Know That Good Is Coming To Me—that Good Is Always Coming; Though Few Have At All Times The Simplicity And The Courage To Believe It. What We Call Evil, Is The Only And Best Shape, Which, For The Person And His Condition At The Time, Could Be Assumed By The Best Good. And So, Farewell.