There Is No Royal Road

Art Is The Perfection Of Nature, ... Nature Is The Art Of God.

By Compassion We Make Others' Misery Our Own, And So, By Relieving Them, We Relieve Ourselves Also.

Were The Happiness Of The Next World Is As Closely Apprehended As The Felicities Of This, It Were A Martyrdom To Live.

God Hath Varied The Inclinations Of Men According To The Variety Of Actions To Be Performed.

Many-have Too Rashly Charged The Troops Of Error, And Remain As Trophies Unto The Enemies Of Truth.