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“Dreadful will be the day when the world becomes contented, when one great universal satisfaction spreads itself over the world. Sad will be the day for every man when he becomes absolutely contented with the life that he is living, with the thoughts that he is thinking, with the deeds that he is doing, when there is not forever beating at the doors of his soul some great desire to do something larger which he knows that he was meant and made to do because he is a child of God.”

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Phillips Brooks
Phillips Brooks

Phillips Brooks was an American clergyman, writer, and theologian, born on December 13, 1835, and died on January 23, 1893. He is known for his profound understanding of Christian faith and his contributions to religious literature. more

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