Death Is An Ascension To A Better

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

God Employs Several Translators; Some Pieces Are Translated By Age, Some By Sickness, Some By War, Some By Justice.

Great Sins Are Great Possessions; But Levities And Vanities Possess Us Too; And Men Had Rather Part With Christ Than With Any Possession.

Love Is A Growing, Or Full Constant Light; And His First Minute, After Noon, Is Night.

Great Sorrows Cannot Speak.