A Single Grateful Thought Toward Heaven Is

The Real Beggar Is Indeed The True And Only King.

My God, Grant That My Bounty May Be A Clear And Transparent River, Flowing From Pure Charity, And Uncontaminated By Self-love, Ambition, Or Interest. Thanks Are Due Not To Me, But Thee, From Whom All I Possess Is Derived. And What Are The Paltry Gifts For Which My Neighbor Forgets To Thank Me, Compared With The Immense Blessings For Which I Have So Often Forgotten To Be Grateful To Thee!

Pure Truth Is For God Alone.

Who Cannot Resolve Upon A Moment's Notice To Live His Own Life, He Forever Lives A Slave To Others.

I Know Not Whether There Exists Such A Thing As A Coin Stamped With A Pair Of Pinions; But I Wish This Were The Device Which Monarchs Put Upon Their Dollars And Ducats, To Show That Riches Make To Themselves Wings, And Fly Away.