Heaven Hath Many Tongues To Talk Of

There Is No Word Or Action But May Be Taken With Two Hands,--either With The Right Hand Of Charitable Construction, Or The Sinister Interpretation Of Malice And Suspicion; And All Things Do Succeed As They Are Taken. To Construe An Evil, Action Well Is But A Pleasing And Profitable Deceit To Myself; But To Misconstrue A Good Thing Is A Treble Wrong,--to Myself, The Action, And The Author.

Moderation Is The Silken String Running Through The Pearl Chain Of All Virtues.

The Godly Man Contrarily Is Afraid Of Nothing; Not Of God, Because He Knows Him His Best Friend, And Will Not Hurt Him; Not Of Satan, Because He Cannot Hurt Him; Not Of Afflictions, Because He Knows They Come From A Loving God, And End In His Good; Not Of The Creatures, Since "the Very Stones In The Field Are In League With Him;" Not Of Himself, Since His Conscience Is At Peace.

Even The Best Things Ill Used Become Evils; And, Contrarily, The Worst Things Used Well Prove Good.

Tranquillity Consisteth In A Steadiness Of The Mind; And How Can That Vessel That Is Beaten Upon By Contrary Waves And Winds, And Tottereth To Either Part, Be Said To Keep A Steady Course? Resolution Is The Only Mother Of Security.