He That Is Jealous Is Not In

When, Therefore, Man Lives According To Man, Not According To God, He Is Like The Devil.

Where Was My Heart To Flee For Refuge From My Heart? Whither Was I To Fly, Where I Would Not Follow? In What Place Should I Not Be Prey To Myself?

Make Me A Captive Lord, Then I Shall Be Truly Free.

No One Indeed Believes Anything Unless He Has First Thought That It It To Be Believed.

There Is A Joy Which Is Not Given To The Ungodly, But To Those Who Love Thee For Thine Own Sake, Whose Joy Thou Thyself Art. And This Is The Happy Life, To Rejoice To Thee, Of Thee, For Thee; This It Is, And There Is No Other.