Love Grows, Lust Wastes By

Dislike What Deserves It, But Never Hate: For That Is Of The Nature Of Malice; Which Is Almost Ever To Persons, Not Things, And Is One Of The Blackest Qualities Sin Begets In The Soul.

[tho]ugh Death Be A Dark Passage; It Leads To Immortality, And That Is Recompense Enough For Suffering Of It. And Yet Faith Lights Us, Even Through The Grave....and This Is The Comfort Of The Good, And The Grave Cannot Hold Them, And They Live As They Die. For Death Is No More Than A Turning Of Us Over From Time To Eternity.

The Remedy Often Proves Worse Than The Disease.

Death Is Only A Horizon, And A Horizon Is Only The Limit Of Your Sight. Open Your Eyes To See More Clearly.

Children, Fear God; That Is To Say, Have An Holy Awe Upon Your Minds To Avoid That Which Is Evil, And A Strict Care To Embrace And Do That Which Is Good.