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The Life We Have Is Very Great. The Life That We Shall See Surpasses It, We Know, Because It Is Infinity, But When All Space Has Been Beheld And All Dominion Shown The Smallest Human Heart's Extent Reduces It To None.

I Do Not Feel I Could Give Up All For Christ, Were I Called To Die.

... I Have No Letter From The Dead, Yet Daily Love Them More.

The Distance That The Dead Have Gone Does Not At First Appear- Their Coming Back Seems Possible For Many An Ardent Year.

The Possible's Slow Fuse Is Lit By The Imagination.