The Woman That Deliberates Is

Faith Is Kept Alive In Us, And Gathers Strength, More From Practice Than From Speculations.

Better To Die Ten Thousand Deaths, Than Wound My Honour.

A Religious Hope Does Not Only Bear Up The Mind Under Her Sufferings But Makes Her Rejoice In Them.

Charity Is A Virtue Of The Heart, And Not Of The Hands.

Nature Seems To Have Taken A Particular Care To Disseminate Her Blessings Among The Different Regions Of The World, With An Eye To Their Mutual Intercourse And Traffic Among Mankind, That The Nations Of The Several Parts Of The Globe Might Have A Kind Of Dependence Upon One Another And Be United Together By Their Common Interest.