Lay Silently The Injuries You Receive Upon

O Sin, How You Paint Your Face! How You Flatter Us Poor Mortals On To Death! You Never Appear To The Sinner In Your True Character; You Make Fair Promises, But You Never Fulfil One; Your Tongue Is Smoother Than Oil, But The Poison Of Asps Is Under Your Lip!

Faith, In Order To Be Genuine And Of Any Real Value, Must Be The Offspring Of That Divine Love Which Jesus Manifested When He Prayed For His Enemies On The Cross.

A Mother's Love, In A Degree, Sanctifies The Most Worthless Offspring.

Servility Is Disgusting To A Truly Noble Character, And Engenders Only Contempt.

Doubt That Creed Which You Cannot Reduce To Practice.