It Is The End Of Art To

Riches Without Law Are More Dangerous Than Is Poverty Without Law

Flowers May Beckon Todwards Us, But They Speak Todward Heaven And God.

Well-married, A Man Is Winged: Ill-matched, He Is Shackled.

In Regard To The Great Mass Of Men, Anything That Breaks The Realm Of Fear Is Not Salutary, But Dangerous; Because It Takes Off One Of The Hoops That Hold The Barrel Together In Which The Evil Spirits Are Confined.

Before Men We Stand As Opaque Bee-hives. They Can See The Thoughts Go In And Out Of Us; But What Work They Do Inside Of A Man They Cannot Tell. Before God We Are As Glass Bee-hives, And All That Our Thoughts Are Doing Within Us He Perfectly Sees And Understands.