There Is One Sure Criterion

It Is In Sickness That We Most Feel The Need Of That Sympathy Which Shows How Much We Are Dependent Upon One Another For Our Comfort, And Even Necessities. Thus Disease, Opening Our Eyes To The Realities Of Life, Is An Indirect Blessing.

Lenity Has Almost Always Wisdom And Justice On Its Side.

Prosperity Often Presages Adversity.

I Have Somewhere Read That Conscience Not Only Sits As Witness And Judge Within Our Bosoms, But Also Forms The Prison Of Punishment.

It Is The Goodly Outside That Sin Puts On Which Tempteth To Destruction. It Has Been Said That Sin Is Like The Bee, With Honey In Its Mouth, But A Sting In Its Tail.