Our life is what we make it. An insignificant game or a noble trial; a dream or a reality; a play of… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Death is a great revealer of what is in a man, and in its solemn shadow appear the naked lineaments of the… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Hill and valley, seas and constellations, are but stereotypes of divine ideas appealing to and answered by the living soul of man. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Books! The chosen depositories of the thoughts, the opinions, and the aspirations of mighty intellects; like wondrous mirrors that have caught and… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Not in achievement, but in endurance, of the human soul, does it show its divine grandeur and its alliance with the infinite. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
Some souls are ennobled and elevated by seeming misfortunes, which then become blessings in disguise. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
The soul, like the body, acquires vigor by the exercise of all its faculties. In the midst of the world, in overcoming… — 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
