I Have Pain; There Is No Arguing

The Churchyard Is The Market Place Where All Things Are Rated At Their True Value, And Those Who Are Approaching It Talk Of The World And Its Vanities With A Wisdom Unknown Before.

This Life Was Not Intended To Be The Place Of Our Perfection, But The Preparation For It.

You Will Cast Away Your Cards And Dice When You Find The Sweetness Of Youthful Learning.

The More Perfect The Sight Is The More Delightful The Beautiful Object. The More Perfect The Appetite, The Sweeter The Food. The More Musical The Ear, The More Pleasant The Melody. The More Perfect The Soul, The More Joyous The Joys Of Heaven, And The More Glorious That Glory.

A Little Love Has Made Me Willingly Study, Preach, Write, And Even Suffer.