Think With Awe On The Slow And

What Shall He Fear That Does Not Fear Death.

I Know That We Often Tremble At An Empty Terror; Yet The False Fancy Brings A Real Misery.

O God, How Lovely Still Is Life!

As Freely As The Firmament Embraces The World, Or The Sun Pours Forth Impartially His Beams, So Mercy Must Encircle Both Friend And Foe.

His Saying Was: Live And Let Live.