Yes great people are always subject to persecution and always getting into straits.

The seed waits for its garden or ground where it will be sown.

Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain.

Whatever day Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.

No answer is also an answer.

Christian Unity is not a secular unity, and must be prompted by no secular motive. The unity we seek is deeper than anything that the world offers. Communism, Fascism, National Socialism, and even Shintoism have proved their ability to bind men together in a common enterprise with great devotion and selfsacrifice; but these are secular ideals, intermixed with selfinterest, the love of master, and the use of force. Christian Unity can only be "in Christ". It is based on the New Birth and New Life in Christ, and upon the oneness of all the members in the Christ who is the Head. Therefore, "the quest for the unity of the Church must in fact be identical with the quest for Jesus Christ as the concrete Head and Lord of the Church." (Barth) What kind of unity, then, do we ask? It must be God's kind, that for which Christ prayed, and which, therefore, must be in the line of God's purpose. Will He not then take the initiative? It is for us to wait upon Him, and to go through the gates which He opens, to cast up the highway, to gather out the stones of stumbling, to lift up the standard, and to prepare the way of the Lord. (Isa. 62:10).

Laughter is the tonic, the relief, the surcease for pain.

The swan, with arched neck Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows Her state with oary feet.

That which is acquired without difficulty is dispersed with equal facility.

Bad habits are like a comfortable bed, easy to get into, but hard to get out of.

Example is the best precept.

Such hath it been--shall be--beneath the sun The many still must labour for the one.

As I came down the Highgate Hill, The Highgate Hill, the Highgate Hill, As I came down the Highgate Hill I met the sun's bravado, And saw below me, fold on fold, Grey to pearl and pearl to gold, This London like a land of old, The land of Eldorado.

Affliction comes to us, not to make us sad but sober; not to make us sorry but wise.

He who is firm in will molds the world to himself.

Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.

Satisfaction lies in the effort, not in the attainment. Full effort is full victory.

Hunger is the best sauce in the world.

It is the still small voice that the soul heeds; not the deafening blasts of doom.

These times of ours are serious and full of calamity, but all times are essentially alike. As soon as there is life there is danger.