Other Blessings May Be Taken Away, But

A General Loftiness Of Sentiment, Independence Of Men, Consciousness Of Good Intentions, Self-oblivion In Great Objects, Clear Views Of Futurity; Thoughts Of The Blessed Companionship Of Saints And Angels, Trust In God As The Friend Of Truth And Virtue,--these Are The States Of Mind In Which I Should Live.

The Miracles Of Christ Were Studiously Performed In The Most Unostentatious Way. He Seemed Anxious To Veil His Majesty Under The Love With Which They Were Wrought.

[peace] Is The Highest And Most Strenuous Act Of The Soul, But An Entirely Harmonious Act, In Which All Our Powers And Affections Are Blending In A Beautiful Proportion, And Sustain And Perfect One Another. It Is More Than The Silence After Storms. It Is As The Concord Of All Melodious Sounds ... An Alliance Of Love With All Beings, A Sympathy With All That Is Pure And Happy, A Surrender Of Every Separate Will And Interest, A Participation Of The Spirit And Life Of The Universe.... This Is Peace, And The True Happiness Of [humanity].

Poetry Reveals To Us The Loveliness Of Nature, Brings Back The Freshness Of Youthful Feelings, Reviews The Relish Of Simple Pleasures, Keeps Unquenched The Enthusiasm Which Warmed The Springtime Of Our Being, Refines Youthful Love, Strengthens Our Interest In Human Mature, By Vivid Delineations Of Its Tenderest And Softest Feelings, And Through The Brightness Of Its Prophetic Visions, Helps Faith To Lay Hold On The Future Life.

No One Should Part With Their Individuality And Become That Of Another.