Hell Is The Wrath Of God--his Hate

The Sun, Centre And Sire Of Light, The Keystone Of The World-built Arch Of Heaven.

He Hath No Power That Hath Not Power To Use.

I Am Tired Of Looking On What Is, One Might As Well See Beauty Never More, As Look Upon It With An Empty Eye. I Would This World Were Over. I Am Tired.

Naught But God Can Satisfy The Soul.

Evil Is Limited. One Cannot Form A Scheme For Universal Evil.