Our lives must be cut and hewn until they conform to the perfect standard of divine truth.
Quarry-work is not always pleasant.

If stones had hearts and sensibilities, they would sometimes cry out in sore pain as they feel the hammer strokes and the deep cutting of the chisel.

Yet the workman must not heed their cries and withdraw his hand, else they would at last be thrown aside as worthless blocks, never to be built into the place of honor.
We are not stones; we have hearts and sensibilities, and we do cry out ofttimes as the hammer smites away the roughnesses in our character.
But we must yield to the sore work and let it go on, or we shall never have our place as living stones in Christ's beautiful temple.

We must not wince under the sharp chiselling of sorrow.

Says Dr.T.T.
Munger:-- "When God afflicts thee, think he hews a rugged stone Which must be shaped, or else aside as useless thrown." There is still another suggestion from this singular temple-building.
Every individual life has its quarries where are shaped the blocks which afterward are built into character, or which take form in acts.
Schools are the quarries, where, through years of patient study, the materials for life are prepared, the mind is disciplined, habits are formed, knowledge is gained, and power is stored.