St John, on Christ's bosom, pray for me in the days of my discipleship, in the house of my faith, in the hour of my death.

That I may apprehend thee as light lightening every creature and everything, every moment; that I may know thee as truth, hearing thy voice; that I may serve thee as love, loving thy people, asking for no reward, no place, but one only and for one instant-to lean on thy bosom.

Talk unbelief, and you will have unbelief; but talk faith, and you will have faith. According to the seed sown will be the harvest.

Christianity exceeds all other faiths in its power to deform and finally invert the mental process

It is a leap of faith for all of us,

Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.