While resignation gently slopes the way;
And, all his prospects brightening to the last,
His heaven commences read more

While resignation gently slopes the way;
And, all his prospects brightening to the last,
His heaven commences ere the world be past.

But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love;
No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, read more

But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love;
No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love;
The years of Heaven with all earth's little pain
Make Good
Together there we can begin again
In babyhood.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of the needle than for a rich man to read more

It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of the needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of God.

There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at
rest.

There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at
rest.

This island is made mainly of coal and surrounded by fish. Only
an organizing genius could produce a shortage read more

This island is made mainly of coal and surrounded by fish. Only
an organizing genius could produce a shortage of coal and fish at
the same time.

You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.

You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.

The belief in immortality has always seemed cowardly to me. When very young I learned that all things die, and read more

The belief in immortality has always seemed cowardly to me. When very young I learned that all things die, and all that we wish of good must be won on this earth or not at all.

"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail,
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and read more

"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail,
"There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my
tail!
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance:
They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the
dance?"