Love Has No Errors, For All Errors

What Can You Conceive More Silly And Extravagant Than To Suppose A Man Racking His Brains, And Studying Night And Day How To Fly?

The Sun Meets Not The Springing Bud That Stretches Towards Him With Half The Certainty That God, The Source Of All Good, Communicates Himself To The Soul That Longs To Partake Of Him.

Wherever Thou Goest, Whatever Thou Dost At Home, Or Abroad, In The Field, Or At Church, Do All In A Desire Of Union With Christ, In Imitation Of His Tempers And Inclinations, And Look Upon All As Nothing, But That Which Exercises, And Increases The Spirit And Life Of Christ In Thy Soul.

Love Has No Errors, For All Errors Are The Want For Love.

The Will Is That Which Has All Power; It Makes Heaven And It Makes Hell: For There Is No Hell But Where The Will Of The Creature Is Turned From God, Nor Any Heaven But Where The Will Of The Creature Worketh With God.