Our days are a kaleidoscope. Every instant a change takes place. . . . New harmonies, new contrasts, new combinations of every sort. . . . The most familiar people stand each moment in some new relation to each other, to their work, to surrounding objects.
Prayer covers the whole of man's life. There is no thought, feeling, yearning, or desire, however low, trifling, or vulgar we may deem it, which if it affects our real interest or happiness, we may not lay before God and be sure of sympathy. His nature is such that our often coming does not tire him. The whole burden of the whole life of every man may be rolled on to God and not weary him, though ...
Pride slays thanksgiving, but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
