The Atheist Has No Hope.

He Who Never Looks Up To A Living God, To A Heavenly Presence, Loses The Power Of Perceiving That Presence, And The Universe Slowly Turns Into A Dead Machine, Clashing And Grinding On, Without Purpose Or End. If The Light Within Us Be Darkness, How Great Is That Darkness!

Take Thy Self-denials Gaily And Cheerfully, And Let The Sunshine Of Thy Gladness Fall On Dark Things And Bright Alike, Like The Sunshine Of The Almighty.

It May Make A Difference To All Eternity Whether We Do Right Or Wrong Today.

Whenever We Do What We Can, We Immediately Can Do More.

When I Consider What Some Books Have Done For The World, And What They Are Doing, How They Keep Up Our Hope, Awaken New Courage And Faith, Soothe Pain, Give An Ideal Life Those Whose Hours Are Cold And Hard, Bind Together Distant Ages And Foreign Lands, Create New Worlds Of Beauty, Bring Down Truth From Heaven; I Give Eternal Blessings For This Gift, And Thank God For Books.