He That Begins To Live, Begins To

Things Temporal Are Sweeter In The Expectation, Things Eternal Are Sweeter In The Fruition; The First Shames Thy Hope, The Second Crowns It; It Is A Vain Journey, Whose End Affords Less Pleasure Than The Way.

Whose Gold Is Double With A Careful Hand, His Cares Are Double.

Lust Is A Sharp Spur To Vice, Which Always Putteth The Affections Into A False Gallop.

The Place Of Charity, Like That Of God, Is Everywhere.

Heaven Is Never Deaf But When Man's Heart Is Dumb.