Strange, what brings these past things so vividly back to us, sometimes! - Harriet Beecher Stowe

Humankind above all is lazy.

Patience! patience! ye whose hearts swell indignant at wrongs like these. Not one throb of anguish, not one tear of the oppressed, is forgotten by the Man of Sorrows, the Lord of Glory. In his patient, generous bosom he bears the anguish of a world. Bear thou, like him, in patience, and labor in love; for sure as he is God, “the year of his redeemed shall come.

One should have expected some terrible enormities charged to those who are excluded from heaven, as the reason; but no, — they are condemned for not doing positive good, as if that included every possible harm.