Next To God, Thy Parents.

Love Grows, Lust Wastes By Enjoyment.

Let Us Then Try What Love Will Do: For If Men Do Once See We Love Them, We Should Soon Find They Would Not Harm Us.

Content Not Thyself That Thou Art Virtuous In The General; For One Link Being Wanting, The Chain Is Defective.

[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.

Sense Shines With A Double Luster When It Is Set In Humility. An Able Yet Humble Man Is A Jewel Worth A Kingdom.