There is a sweet anguish springing up in our bosoms when a child's face brightens under the shadow of the waiting angel.… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
The golden age is not in the past, but in the future; not in the origin of human experience, but in its… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
A life of mere pleasure! A little while, in the spring-time of the senses, in the sunshine of prosperity, in the jubilee… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Those old ages are like the landscape that shows best in purple distance, all verdant and smooth, and bathed in mellow light. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Events are only the shells of ideas; and often it is the fluent thought of ages that is crystallized in a moment… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Truth is new, as well as old. It has new forms; and where you may find a new statement, an earnest statement,… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Man gains wider dominion by his intellect than by his right arm. The mustard-seed of thought is a pregnant treasury of vast… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
An aged Christian, with the snow of time upon his head, may remind us that those points of earth are whitest which… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Liberty is an old fact; it has had its heroes and its martyrs in almost every age. As I look back through… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
In the history of man it has been very generally the case that when evils have grown insufferable they have touched the point of… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Life, whether in this world or any other, is the sum of our attainment, our experience, our character. The conditions are secondary. In what… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
No man knows the genuineness of his convictions until he has sacrificed something for them. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Our life is what we make it. An insignificant game or a noble trial; a dream or a reality; a play of the senses… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Setting is preliminary to brighter rising; decay is a process of advancement; death is the condition of higher and more fruitful life. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Life itself suggests a higher good than life itself can yield. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
A true man never frets about his place in the world, but just slides into it by the gravitation of his nature, and swings… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
There is but a slight difference between the man who may be said to know nothing and him who thinks he knows everything. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
The bosom can ache beneath diamond brooches; and many a blithe heart dances under coarse wool. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Can you conceive of anything that so represents the glory, and truth, and marvelousness of God's nature as the idea of peace? — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
The gospel has but a forced alliance with war. Its doctrine of human brotherhood would ring strangely between the opposed ranks. The bellowing speech… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
No language can express the power, and beauty, and heroism, and majesty of a mother's love. It shrinks not where man cowers, and grows… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
