How narrow our souls become when absorbed in any present good or ill It is only the thought of the future that makes them great.
How narrow our souls become when absorbed in any present good or ill It is only the thought of the future that makes them great.
Without a God there is for man neither purpose, nor goal, nor hope, only a wavering future, and an eternal dread of every darkness.
The past and future are veiled but the past wears the widow's veil, the future the virgin's.
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