Nobody Is Kind To Only

For Right Is Right, Since God Is God And Right The Day Must Win. To Doubt Would Be Disloyalty, To Falter Would Be Sin.

Love's Secret Is Always To Be Doing Things For God, And Not To Mind Because They Are Such Very Little Ones.

Every Moment Of Resistance To Temptation Is A Victory.

We Strain Hardest For Things Which Are Almost But Not Quite Within Our Reach.

Now This Spirit Is Admirably Mortified By The Exercise Of Patience. It Involves Also A Continual Practice Of The Presence Of God; For We May Be Come Upon At Any Moment For An Almost Heroic Display Of Good Temper. It Is A Short Road To Unselfishness; For Nothing Is Left To Self. All That Seems To Belong Most Intimately To Self, To Be Self's Private Property, Such As Time, Home, And Rest, Are Invaded By These Continual Trials Of Patience.