He Is Great Enough That Is His

Seldom Was Any Knowledge Given To Keep, But To Impart; The Grace Of This Rich Jewel Is Lost In Concealment.

It Is Not Sin That Kills The Soul, But Impenitence.

He Is Great Enough That Is His Own Master.

The Proud Man Hath No God; The Envious Man Hath No Neighbor; The Angry Man Hath Not Himself.

Our Good Purposes Foreslowed Are Become Our Tormentors Upon Our Deathbed.