God Loveth Adverbs; And Cares Not How

Death Borders Upon Our Birth, And Our Cradle Stands In The Grave.

This Field Is So Spacious That It Were Easy For A Man To Lose Himself In It; And If I Should Spend All My Pilgrimage In This Walk, My Time Would Sooner End Than My Way.

Every Day Is A Little Life, And Our Whole Life Is But A Day Repeated. Therefore Live Every Day As If It Would Be The Last. Those That Dare Lose A Day, Are Dangerously Prodigal; Those That Dare Misspend It Are Desperate.

He Is Great Enough That Is His Own Master.

...covetousness, Looking More At What We Would Have Than At What We Have.