Oh, How Swiftly The Glory

Nothing Is Sweeter Than Love, Nothing More Courageous, Nothing Higher, Nothing Wider, Nothing More Pleasant, Nothing Fuller Nor Better In Heaven And Earth; Because Love Is Born Of God, And Cannot Rest But In God, Above All Created Things.

Would To God That We Might Spend A Single Day Really Well!

Always Be Thou Prepared, And So Live That Death May Never Find Thee Unprepared.

It Carries A Burden Which Is No Burden; It Will Not Be Kept Back By Anything Low And Mean; It Desires To Be Free From All Wordly Affections, And Not To Be Entangled By Any Outward Prosperity, Or By Any Adversity Subdued.

If You Cannot Mould Yourself Entirely As You Would Wish, How Can You Expect Other People To Be Entirely To Your Liking?