Art Is The Most Passionate

Who Knows His Virtues Name Or Place, Hath None.

To Be No Part Of Any Body, Is To Be Nothing.

Now God Comes To Thee, Not As In The Dawning Of The Day, Not As In The Bud Of The Spring, But As The Sun At Noon To Illustrate All Shadows, As The Sheaves In Harvest, To Fill All Penuries, All Occasions Invite His Mercies, And All Times Are His Seasons.

Great Sins Are Great Possessions; But Levities And Vanities Possess Us Too; And Men Had Rather Part With Christ Than With Any Possession.

This Only Is Charity, To Do All, All That We Can.