O Mariner-soul, Thy Quest Is

Thou Hastenest Down Between The Hills To Meet Me At The Road, The Secret Scarcely Lisping Of Thy Beautiful Abode Among The Pines And Mosses Of Yonder Shadowy Height, Where Thou Dost Sparkle Into Song, And Fill The Woods With Light.

Whatever Science And Philosophy May Do For Mankind, The World Can Never Outgrow Its Need Of The Simplicity That Is In Christ.

Some Of Us Must Wait For The Best Human Gifts Until We Come To Heavenly Places. Our Natural Desire For Musical Utterance Is Perhaps A Prophecy That In A Perfect World We Shall All Know How To Sing.

I Never Thought That The Possession Of Money Would Make Me Feel Rich: It Often Does Seem To Have An Opposite Effect. But Then, I Have Never Had The Opportunity Of Knowing, By Experience, How It Does Make One Feel. It Is Something To Have Been Spared The Responsibility Of Taking Charge Of The Lord's Silver And Gold.

Everything In Nature Has Its Own Intrinsic Charm, As The Work Of Its Creator's Hand; But The Chief Beauty Of The Whole Lies In Its Suggested Relations To Humanity. Things Announce And Wait For Persons. The House Would Not Have Been Thus Beautifully Built And Furnished, Except For An Expected Tenant.