Flatter Not Thyself In Thy Faith In

Fear Nothing But What Thy Industry May Prevent; Be Confident Of Nothing But What Fortune Cannot Defeat; It Is No Less Folly To Fear What Is Impossible To Be Avoided Than To Be Secure When There Is A Possibility To Be Deprived.

The Place Of Charity, Like That Of God, Is Everywhere.

Sin Is A Basilisk Whose Eyes Are Full Of Venom. If The Eye Of Thy Soul See Her First, It Reflects Her Own Poison And Kills Her; If She See Thy Soul, Unseen, Or Seen Too Late, With Her Poison, She Kills Thee: Since Therefore Thou Canst Not Escape Thy Sin, Let Not Thy Sin Escape Thy Observation.

The Way To Bliss Lies Not On Beds Of Down, And He That Had No Cross Deserves No Crown.

The Birds Of The Air Die To Sustain Thee; The Beasts Of The Field Die To Nourish Thee; The Fishes Of The Sea Die To Feed Thee. Our Stomachs Are Their Common Sepulchre. Good God! With How Many Deaths Are Our Poor Lives Patched Up! How Full Of Death Is The Life Of Momentary Man!