[w]e All Lie Down In Our Bed

The Ear And The Eye Are The Mind's Receivers; But The Tongue Is Only Busy In Expending The Treasures Received. It, Therefore, The Revenues Of The Mind Be Uttered As Fast Or Faster Than They Are Received, It Must Needs Be Bare, And Can Never Lay Up For Purchase.

As You See In A Pair Of Bellows, There Is A Forced Breath Without Life, So In Those That Are Puffed Up With The Wind Of Ostentation, There May Be Charitable Words Without Works.

I Account This Body Nothing But A Close Prison To My Soul; And The Earth A Larger Prison To My Body. I May Not Break Prison Till I Be Loosed By Death; But I Will Leave It, Not Unwillingly,when I Am Loosed.

Let Me Know Myself; Let Others Guess At Me.

It Is Not Sin That Kills The Soul, But Impenitence.