Charles Henry Parkhurst Quotes

Purposelessness is the fruitful mother of crime.

Sympathy is two hearts tugging at one load.

Purpose is what gives life meaning.

Home interprets heaven. Home is heaven for beginners.

All true manliness grows around a core of divineness.

All great discoveries are made by men whose feelings run ahead of their thinking.

Faith is the heroism of the intellect.

Virtue is safe only when it is inspired.

The man who lives by himself and for himself is likely to be corrupted by the company he keeps.

Laws of Nature are God's thoughts thinking themselves out in the orbs and the tides.

Faith is a kind of winged intellect. The great workmen of history have been men who believed like giants.

The old echoes are long in dying.

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.

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.

Pity is not enough better than indifference to benefit materially either agent or recipient.

We are religious by nature.

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.

Genius does not care much for a set of explicit regulations, but that does not mean that genius is lawless.

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.

Character is the impulse reined down into steady continuance.

The heart has eyes which the brain knows nothing of.

Human success is a quotation from overhead.

Faith is among men what gravity is among planets and suns.

Purpose directs energy, and purpose makes energy.

Ideals we do not make. We discover, not invent, them.

Sin spoils the spirit's delicacy, and unwillingness deadens its susceptibility.

Every thought was once a poem.

Labor is the handmaid of religion.

Character is, for the most part, simply habit become fixed.

Any supreme insight is a metaphor.

Purpose, and to be thoroughly wedded to that purpose, is three quarters of salvation.

Curiosity is thought on its entering edge.

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.

The safest words are always those which bring us most directly to facts.

Science is busy with the hither-end of things, not the thither-end.

Science has not solved difficulties, only shifted the points of difficulty.

Hell is both sides of the tomb, and a devil may be respectable and wear good clothes.

Little works, little thoughts, little loves, little prayers for little Christians, and larger and larger as the years grow.

In a life which has meaning in it, past and future sustain each other.

The heart has eyes which the brain knows nothing of