Home Is Where The Heart Is.

God Has No Power Over The Past Except To Cover It With Oblivion.

Indeed, What Is There That Does Not Appear Marvelous When It Comes To Our Knowledge For The First Time? How Many Things, Too, Are Looked Up On As Quite Impossible Until They Have Been Actually Effected?

The Depth Of Darkness To Which You Can Descend And Still Live Is An Exact Measure Of The Height To Which You Can Aspire To Reach.

There Is An Herb Named In Latine Convolvulus (i.e. With Wind), Growing Among Shrubs And Bushes, With Carrieth A Flower Not Unlike To This Lilly, Save That It Yeeldeth No Smell Nor Hath Those Chives Within; For Whitenesse They Resemble One Another Very Much, As If Nature In Making This Floure Were A Learning And Trying Her Skill How To Frame The Lilly Indeed.

War Should Neither Be Feared Nor Provoked.