Charity Is A Naked Child,

Blessedness Is Promised To The Peacemaker, Not To The Conqueror.

Things Temporal Are Sweeter In The Expectation, Things Eternal Are Sweeter In The Fruition; The First Shames Thy Hope, The Second Crowns It; It Is A Vain Journey, Whose End Affords Less Pleasure Than The Way.

Gold Is Caesar's Treasure, Man Is God's; Thy Gold Hath Caesar's Image, And Thou Hast God's.

Hath Any Wounded Thee With Injuries? Meet Them With Patience. Hasty Words Rankle The Wound; Soft Language Dresses It.

It Is A Most Just Punishment, That Man Should Lose That Freedom, Which Man Could Not Use, Yet Had Power To Keep, If He Would; And That He Who Had Knowledge To Do What Was Right, And Did Not Should Be Deprived Of The Knowledge Of What Was Right; And That He Who Would Not Do Righteously, When He Had The Power, Should Lose The Power To Do It, When He Had The Will.