Ignorance Is The Womb Of

Undoubtedly We Render Our Consciences Callous By Evil Indulgences; But We Cannot Entirely Subdue That Still, Small Voice.

It's Not Work That Kills [people], It Is Worry.

We Pray For Those Who Have Ceased To Pray. We Pray For Those That Need Prayer More Than Ever, That Have Fewer And Fewer Seasons Even Of Thought, That Grow Hard With Years, That Are Less And Less Troubled By Sin, And That Are More And More Irreverent Of Religion. We Pray For The Children Of Christian Parents Who Sometimes Weep At The Memory Of Father And Mother, But Who Never Have Thought Of God.

Reason Is A Permanent Blessing Of God To The Soul. Without It There Can Be No Large Religion.

We Let Our Blessings Get Mouldy, And Then Call Them Curses.