C. H. Parkhurst Quotes
All great discoveries are made by men whose feelings run ahead of their thinking.
Laws of Nature are God's thoughts thinking themselves out in the orbs and the tides.
The man who lives by himself and for himself is likely to be corrupted by the company he keeps.
Faith is a kind of winged intellect. The great workmen of history have been men who believed like giants.
My sin is the black spot which my bad act makes, seen against the disk of the Sun of Righteousness. Hence religion and sin come and go together.
There is always the possibility of beauty where there is an unsealed human eye; of music where there is an unstopped human ear; and of inspiration where there is a receptive human spirit.
So far from genius discarding law, rather is it the supreme joy of genius to re-enact the eternal and unwritten law in the chamber of its own intel-lect.
Pity is not enough better than indifference to benefit materially either agent or recipient.
Faith is mind at its best, its bravest, and its fiercest. Faith is thought become poetry, and absorbing into itself the soul's great, passions. Faith is intellect carried up to its transfigurement.
Genius does not care much for a set of explicit regulations, but that does not mean that genius is lawless.
It is all a mistake that we cannot be good and manly without being scrupulously and studiously good. There is too much mechanism about our virtue.
Purpose, and to be thoroughly wedded to that purpose, is three quarters of salvation.
Sin spoils the spirit's delicacy, and unwillingness deadens its susceptibility.
And let me say only this one word more: that the little things that a little Christian does are not any more than the larger things that an older Christian does.
Little works, little thoughts, little loves, little prayers for little Christians, and larger and larger as the years grow.
Hell is both sides of the tomb, and a devil may be respectable and wear good clothes.
It's gratifying to know that you've appeared in someone else's dreams. It's proof that you exist, in a way, proof that you have substance and value outside the walls of your own mind.
Perhaps she saw before her a lifetime of walking on the ruined earth and chose instead a single moment in the air.
Sometimes I wonder how we can be so sure what it is God sees. How arrogant we are, I sometimes think, to imagine there's someone watching us every minute. To think our every action matters that much.
I wake up in that state of grief when you can tell you've been mourning even in your sleep.
The simplest thing that can be said about any person, any relationship, is that it's not simple at all.
It's true, isn't it, that each of us has two hearts? The secret heart, curled behind like a fist, living gnarled and shrunken beneath the plain, open one we use every day.
Because for most of us, suicide is a moment we'll never choose. It's only for people like Lexy, who know they might choose eventually, who believe they have a choice to make.
