Between Cowardice And Despair, Valour Is Gendred.

There Is In Every Miracle A Silent Chiding Of The World, And A Tacit Reprehension Of Them Who Require, Or Who Need Miracles.

Be Thine Own Palace, Or The World's Thy Jail.

God Affords No Man The Comfort, The False Comfort Of Atheism: He Will Not Allow A Pretending Atheist The Power To Flatter Himself, So Far, As To Seriously Think There Is No God.

But Think That We Are But Turned Aside To Sleep.

Let Man's Soul Be A Sphere, And Then, In This, The Intelligence That Moves, Devotion Is.