Perfection Is The Child Of Time.

The Blood That Is Once Inflamed With Wine Is Apt To Boil With Rage.

Infidelity And Faith Look Both Through The Perspective Glass, But At Contrary Ends. Infidelity Looks Through The Wrong End Of The Glass; And, Therefore, Sees Those Objects Near Which Are Afar Off, And Makes Great Things Little,-diminishing The Greatest Spiritual Blessings, And Removing Far From Us Threatened Evils. Faith Looks At The Right End, And Brings The Blessings That Are Far Off In Time Close To Our Eye, And Multiplies God's Mercies, Which, In A Distance, Lost Their Greatness.

Not Only Commission Makes A Sin. A Man Is Guilty Of All Those Sins He Hateth Not. If I Cannot Avoid All, Yet I Will Hate All.

It Is Not The Bee's Touching On The Flowers That Gathers The Honey, But Her Abiding For A Time Upon Them, And Drawing Out The Sweet.

It Is Of No Small Commendation To Manage A Little Well. To Live Well In Abundance Is The Praise Of The Estate, Not Of The Person. I Will Study More How To Give A Good Account Of My Little, Than How To Make It More.