CHAPTER XIII.
CONCLUSION _The fashion of this world passes away, and it is with what is abiding that I would fain concern myself._--GOETHE.
_The breadth of my life is not measured by the multitude of my pursuits, nor the space I take up amongst other men; but by the fulness of the whole life which I know as mine._--F.H.

BRADLEY.
_We are but at the very beginning of the knowledge and control of our minds; but with that beginning an immense hope is dawning on the world._--"THE TIMES." _The Ideal is only Truth at a distance._--LAMARTINE.
It is curious, if Christianity is from heaven, that it exercises so little power in the affairs of the human race.
Far from exercising power of any noticeable degree, it now ceases to be even attractive.

The successors of St.Paul are not shaping world policy at Washington; they are organising whist-drives and opening bazaars.

The average clergyman, I am afraid, is regarded in these days as something of a bore, a wet-blanket even at tea-parties.
Something is wrong with the Church.

It is impious to think that heaven interposed in the affairs of humanity to produce that ridiculous mouse, the modern curate.