Mercy. That Is The Gospel.

Nature Satisfies My Thirst; It Feeds My Hunger; It Finds Me Clothing; It Affords Me Shelter; It Wraps Me Around When I Sleep With Beneficent And Watchful Care; And It Takes Me At Last To Its Great Bosom, Where My Ashes Mingle With Their Kindred Dust.

Modest Expression Is A Beautiful Setting To The Diamond Of Talent And Genius.

We Do Not Compromise Our Own Faith By Admitting The Honesty Of Another's Doubt.

The More We Sympathize With Excellence, The More We Go Out Of Self, The More We Love, The Broader And Deeper Is Our Personality.

Mercy Among The Virtues Is Like The Moon Among The Stars ... It Is The Light That Hovers Above The Judgment Seat.