Truth Has No Beginning.

When The Heart Speaks, However Simple The Words, Its Language Is Always Acceptable To Those Who Have Hearts.

Is Civilization Only A Higher Form Of Idolatry, That Man Should Bow Down To A Flesh-brush, To Flannels, To Baths, Diet, Exercise, And Air?

When Angels Visit Us, We Do Not Hear The Rustle Of Wings, Nor Feel The Feathery Touch Of The Breast Of A Dove; But We Know Their Presence By The Love They Create In Our Hearts.

Error Tills Its Own Barren Soil And Buries Itself In The Ground, Since Ground And Dust Stand For Nothingness.

Happiness Is Spiritual, Born Of Truth And Love. It Is Unselfish; Therefore It Cannot Exist Alone, But Requires All Mankind To Share It.