That Deed Is Not Well

Would Not The Child's Heart Break In Despair When The First Cold Storm Of The World Sweeps Over It, If The Warm Sunlight Of Love From The Eyes Of Mother And Father Did Not Shine Upon Him Like The Soft Reflection Of Divine Light And Love?

The Scent Of Flowers Does Not Travel Against The Wind; But The Odor Of Good People Travels; Even Against The Wind: A Good Man Pervades Every Place.

It Is Better To Live Alone, There Is No Companionship With A Fool.

The Gospel Is The Fulfillment Of All Hopes, The Perfection Of All Philosophy, The Interpretation Of All Revelation, The Key To All The Seeming Contradictions Of The Physical And Moral World.

Without A Belief In Personal Immortality, Religion Surely Is Like An Arch Resting On One Pillar, Like A Bridge Ending In An Abyss.