Death, is not an end, but a transition crisis. All the forms of decay are but masks of regeneration--the secret alembics of… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
It is a mistake to consider marriage merely as a scheme of happiness. It is also a bond of service. It is… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Death makes a beautiful appeal to charity. When we look upon the dead form, so composed and still, the kindness and the… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
The angels may have wider spheres of action, may have nobler forms of duty; but right with them and with us is… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Glorify a lie, legalize a lie, arm and equip a lie, consecrate a lie with solemn forms and awful penalties, and after… — 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
Always the idea of unbroken quiet broods around the grave. It is a port where the storms of life never beat, and… — 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
