In Doubting We Come To Inquiry; By

Nothing Can Be Believed Unless It Is First Understood; And That For Any One To Preach To Others That Which Either He Has Not Understood Nor They Have Understood Is Absurd.

I Had Wished To Find In Philosophy And Religion A Remedy For My Disgrace; I Searched Out An Asylum To Secure Me From Love... Duty, Reason And Decency, Which Upon Other Occasions Have Some Power Over Me, Are Here Useless. The Gospel Is A Language I Do Not Understand When It Opposes My Passion... But When Love Has Once Been Sincere How Difficult It Is To Determine To Love No More! 'tis A Thousand Times More Easy To Renounce The World Than Love. I Hate This Deceitful, Faithless World; I Think No More Of It.

Alone Thou Goest Forth, O Lord, In Sacrifice To Die; Is This Thy Sorrow Naught To Us Who Pass Unheeding By? Our Sins, Not Thine, Thou Bearest, Lord; Make Us Thy Sorrow Feel, Till Through Our Pity And Our Shame Love Answers Love's Appeal. This Is Earth's Darkest Hour, But Thou Dost Light And Life Restore; Then Let All Praise Be Given Thee Who Livest Evermore. Grant Us With Thee To Suffer Pain That, As We Share This Hour, Thy Cross May Bring Us To Thy Joy And Resurrection Power.

The Purpose And Cause Of The Incarnation Was That He Might Illuminate The World By His Wisdom And Excite It To The Love Of Himself.

Logic Has Made Me Hated In The World.