Nothing Under The Sun Is

Would That We Could At Once Paint With The Eyes! In The Long Way From The Eye Through The Arm To The Pencil, How Much Is Lost!

We Moderns Do Not Believe In Demigods, But Our Smallest Hero We Expect To Feel And Act As A Demigod.

Resist As Much As Thou Wilt; Heaven's Ways Are Heaven's Ways.

Nothing Under The Sun Is Accidental, Least Of All That Of Which The Intention Is So Clearly Evident.

My God, Grant That My Bounty May Be A Clear And Transparent River, Flowing From Pure Charity, And Uncontaminated By Self-love, Ambition, Or Interest. Thanks Are Due Not To Me, But Thee, From Whom All I Possess Is Derived. And What Are The Paltry Gifts For Which My Neighbor Forgets To Thank Me, Compared With The Immense Blessings For Which I Have So Often Forgotten To Be Grateful To Thee!