Religion Itself Is Nothing Else But Love

Between A Man And His Wife Nothing Ought To Rule But Love. Authority Is For Children And Servants, Yet Not Without Sweetness.

They That Marry For Money Cannot Have The True Satisfaction Of Marriage; The Requisite Means Being Wanting.

A Good End Cannot Sanctify Evil Means; Nor Must We Ever Do Evil, That Good May Come Of It... It Is As Great Presumption To Send Our Passions Upon God's Errands, As To Palliate Them With God's Name... We Are Too Ready To Retailiate, Rather Than Forgive, Or Gain By Love And Information. And Yet We Could Hurt No Man That We Believe Loves Us. Let Us Try Then What Love Will Do: For If Men Did Once See We Love Them, We Should Soon Find They Would Not Harm Us. Force May Subdue, But Love Gains: And He That Forgives First, Wins The Laurel.

If You Protect A Man From Folly, You Will Soon Have A Nation Of Fools.

[tho]ugh Death Be A Dark Passage; It Leads To Immortality, And That Is Recompense Enough For Suffering Of It. And Yet Faith Lights Us, Even Through The Grave....and This Is The Comfort Of The Good, And The Grave Cannot Hold Them, And They Live As They Die. For Death Is No More Than A Turning Of Us Over From Time To Eternity.