Eyes blinded by the fog of things cannot see truth. Ears deafened by the din of things cannot hear truth. Brains bewildered by the whirl of things ca….

There is a bond of fellowship in sorrow that knows no conventionality..

Here and there among men, there are those who pause in the hurried rush to listen to the call of a life that is more real... He who sees and hears to….

…I never understood until the past months why the Master so often withdrew alone into the wilderness. There is not only food and medicine for one’s b….

There was a man. And it happened--as such things often so happen--that this man we went back into his days that were gone. Again and again and again ….

There is a land where a man, to live, must be a man..