I Do Not Love A Man, Except

When God's Hand Is Bent To Strike, It Is A Fearful Thing To Fall Into The Hands Of The Living God ; But To Fall Out Of The Hands Of The Living God Is A Horror Beyond Our Expression, Beyond Our Imagination.

How Much Shall I Be Changed, Before I Am Changed!

Death Is An Ascension To A Better Library.

Without Outward Declarations, Who Can Conclude An Inward Love?

He That Desires To Print A Book, Should Much More Desire, To Be A Book.