This site is dedicated to the memory of Dr. Alan William Smolowe who gave birth to the creation of this database.
Life is a journey, not a home; a road, not a city of habitation; and the enjoyments and blessings we have are but little inns on the roadside of life, where we may be refreshed for a moment, that we may with new strength press on to the end - to the rest that remaineth for the people of God.
Blessings | God | Journey | Life | Life | Little | People | Rest | Strength | Wisdom |
Gluttony is the source of all our infirmities and the fountain of all our diseases. As a lamp is choked by a superabundance of oil, and a fire extinguished by excess of fuel, so is the natural health of the body destroyed by intemperate diet.
George Eliot, pen name of Mary Ann or Marian Evans
What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined for life - to strengthen each other in all labor, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in all pain, to be one with each other in silent, unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting.
Rest is not quitting the busy career; rest is the fitting of self to its sphere.
George Eliot, pen name of Mary Ann or Marian Evans
It is only a poor sort of happiness that could ever come by caring very much about our own narrow pleasures. We can only have the highest happiness, such as goes along with true greatness, by having wide thoughts and much feeling for the rest of the world as well as ourselves; and this sort of happiness often brings so much pain with it, that we can only tell it from pain by its being what we would choose before everything else, because our souls see it is good.
Good | Greatness | Pain | Rest | Wisdom | World | Happiness |
Pope Leo I, aka Pope Leo The Great, Pope Saint Leo I NULL
Peace is the first thing the angels sang. Peace is the mark of the sons of God. Peace is the nurse of love. Peace is the mother of unity. Peace is the rest of blessed souls. Peace is the dwelling place of eternity.
Angels | Eternity | God | Love | Mother | Peace | Rest | Unity | Wisdom | Blessed |
There is no outward sign of courtesy that does not rest on a deep moral foundation.
There is a price tag on human liberty. That price is the willingness to assume the responsibilities of being free men. Payment of this price is a personal matter with each of us. It is not something we can get others to pay for us. To let others carry the responsibilities of freedom and the work and worry that accompany them - while we share only in the benefits - may be a very human impulse, but it is likely to be fatal.
Freedom | Impulse | Liberty | Men | Price | Wisdom | Work | Worry |