The Steam Of Meat Darkens The Light

Just As A Very Little Fresh Water Is Blown Away By A Storm Of Wind And Dust, In Like Manner The Good Deeds, That We Think We Do In This Life, Are Overwhelmed By The Multitude Of Evils.

The Woman Who Purposely Destroys Her Unborn Child Is Guilty Of Murder. With Us There Is No Nice Enquiry As To Its Being Formed Or Unformed.

No One Who Is In This World Will Deny That Evils Exist. What, Then, Do We Say? That Evil Is Not A Living And Animated Substance, But A Condition Of The Soul Which Is Opposed To Virtue And Which Springs Up In The Slothful Because Of Their Falling Away From Good.

Human Life Is But Of Brief Duration. 'all Flesh Is Grass, And All The Goodliness Thereof Is As The Flower Of The Field. The Grass Withers, The Flower Fades; But The Word Of Our God Shall Stand Forever' (isa. 40:6, 8). Let Us Hold Fast To The Commandment That Abides, And Despise The Unreality That Passes Away.

All These Stupendous Objects Are Daily Around Us; But Because They Are Constantly Exposed To Our View, They Never Affect Our Minds, So Natural Is It For Us To Admire New, Rather Than Grand Objects. Therefore The Vast Multitude Of Stars Which Diversify The Beauty Of This Immense Body Does Not Call The People Together; But When Any Change Happens Therein, The Eyes Of All Are Fixed Upon The Heavens.