Feast of Matthew, Apostle & Evangelist The law of Christ, which it is our duty to fulfill, is the bearing of the cross. Thus the call to follow Christ always means a call to share the work of forgiving men their sins. Forgiveness is the Christlike suffering which it is the Christian's duty to bear.

Some folks can look so busy doing nothing that they seem indispensable.

Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape.

Looking into my heart, which is perhaps the best way of looking into other men's, I know that the Savior I want is one of whom I can say with Thomas of old, "My Lord and my God". It would not suffice for my need that He should be only an heroic brother, man divinely inspired. I owe Him my soul, He fills my whole spiritual horizon, I seek to lose myself in Him that I may find myself eternally in life and love divine.

The friendships of the world are oft confederacies in vice, or leagues of pleasures.

Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light, And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.

And if his name be George, I 'll call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.

The church must be the critic and guide of the state, and never its tool.

Good leaders are like baseball umpires; they go practically unnoticed when doing their jobs right.

See, how the stream has overflowed Its banks, and o'er the meadow road Is spreading far and wide!

Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy To see how plump my bags are and my barns.

His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings but reliev'd their pain; The long remembered beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast.

A sadder and a wiser man, He rose the morrow morn.

We would all like to vote for the best man but he is never a candidate.

No one wants advice -- only corroboration.

Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle that fits the all.

Nothing is more humiliating than to see idiots succeed in enterprises we have failed it.

The only thing that I'd rather own than Windows is English, because then I could charge you two hundred and forty-nine dollars for the right to speak it.

I don't have big anxieties. I wish I did. I'd be much more interesting.

With what presumption have we dared to voice "Thank You for home (although we hold the deed), Our acre, trees, and flowers (ours by choice), Our faithful dog and cat (though it's agreed No one can own the latter), each good book (A gift, or purchased), all else we foresaw That we should cherish, and have made to look Ours by possession (nine points of the law)." With what presumption have we called them ours, And even felt unselfish when we shared them-- When, if the truth be known, they have been Yours From the beginning, Lord! You have prepared them For us to borrow, using as our own: So thank You, Father, for this generous loan.