Our Body Is A Well-set Clock, Which

There Is Many A Rich Stone Laid Up In The Bowels Of The Earth, Many A Fair Pearl Laid Up In The Bosom Of The Sea, That Never Was Seen, Nor Never Shall Be.

Words Are As They Are Taken, And Things Are As They Are Used. There Are Even Cursed Blessings.

Good Prayers Never Come Creeping Home. I Am Sure I Shall Receive Either What I Ask, Or What I Should Ask.

The Idle Man Is The Devil's Cushion.

There Is No Enemy Can Hurt Us But By Our Own Hands. Satan Could Not Hurt Us, If Our Own Corruption Betrayed Us Not. Afflictions Cannot Hurt Us Without Our Own Impatience. Temptations Cannot Hurt Us, Without Our Own Yieldance. Death Could Not Hurt Us, Without The Sting Of Our Own Sins. Sins Could Not Hurt Us, Without Our Own Impenitence.