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Satan Would Seem To Be Mannerly And Reasonable; Making As If He Would Be Content With One-half Of The Heart, Whereas God Challengeth All Or None: As, Indeed, He Hath Most Reason To Claim All That Made All. But This Is Nothing But A Crafty Fetch Of Satan; For He Knows That If He Have Any Part, God Will Have None: So The Whole Falleth To His Share Alone.

Every Day Is A Little Life, And Our Whole Life Is But A Day Repeated. Therefore Live Every Day As If It Would Be The Last. Those That Dare Lose A Day, Are Dangerously Prodigal; Those That Dare Misspend It Are Desperate.

[w]e All Lie Down In Our Bed Of Earth As Sure To Wake As Ever We Can Be To Shut Our Eyes.

Those That Dare Lose A Day, Ate Dangerously Prodigal; Those That Dare Misspend It, Are Desperate.

He Is A Very Humble Man, That Thinks Not Himself Better Than Some Others.