Heaven Be Thanked, We Live In Such

To Draw True Beauty Shows A Master's Hand.

Ill Habits Gather Unseen Degrees, As Brooks Make Rivers, Rivers Run To Seas.

Every Age Has A Kind Of Universal Genius, Which Inclines Those That Live In It To Some Particular Studies.

The Perverseness Of My Fate Is Such That He's Not Mine Because He's Mine Too Much.

Faith Is To Believe What You Do Not Yet See: The Reward For This Faith Is To See What You Believe. Thus All Below Is Strength, And All Above Is Grace.