All Men Commend Patience, Although Few Are

He Who Loveth God With All His Heart Feareth Not Death, Nor Punishment, Nor Judgment, Nor Hell, Because Perfect Love Giveth Sure Access To God. But He Who Still Delighteth In Sin, No Marvel If He Is Afraid Of Death And Judgment.

Thou Shalt Ever Joy At Eventide If Thou Spend The Day Fruitfully.

Of Two Evils, The Lesser Must Always Be Chosen De Duobus Malis, Minus Est Semper Eligendum

Love Flies, Runs, Leaps For Joy; It Is Free And Unrestrained. Love Gives All For All, Resting In One Who Is Highest Above All Things, From Whom Every Good Flows And Proceeds. Love Does Not Regard The Gifts, But Turns To The Giver Of All Good Gifts. Love Knows No Limits, But Ardently Transcends All Bounds. Love Feels No Burden, Takes No Account Of Toil, Attempts Things Beyond Its Strength; Love Sees Nothing As Impossible, For It Feels Able To Achieve All Things. Love Therefore Does Great Things; It Is Strange And Effective; While He Who Lacks Love Faints And Fails.

He Rides Pleasantly Enough Whom The Grace Of God Carries.