Violent Excitement Exhausts The Mind And Leaves

This Is The Love That Does All Things; That Brings To Pass Even The Evils We Suffer; So Shaping Them That They Are But Instruments Of Preparing The Good Which, As Yet, Has Not Arrived.

We Must Have Faith During The Period Of Our Grief. We Think That Our Afflictions Will Be Greater Than We Can Bear, But We Do Not Know The Strength Of Our Own Hearts, Nor The Power Of God. He Knows All. He Knows Every Folding Of The Heart And Also The Extent Of The Sorrow That He Inflicts. What We Think Will Overwhelm Us Entirely Only Subdues And Conquers Our Pride. Our Renewed Spirit Rises From Its Subjugation With A Celestial Strength And Consolation.

That Love Of Self, Which The World Advocates, Is A Thousand Times More Dangerous Than Any Poison.

The Past But Lives In Written Words: A Thousand Ages Were Blank If Books Had Not Evoked Their Ghosts, And Kept The Pale Unbodied Shades To Warn Us From Fleshless Lips.

Never Let Us Be Discouraged With Ourselves. It Is Not When We Are Conscious Of Our Faults That We Are The Most Wicked; On The Contrary, We Are Less So. We See By A Brighter Light; And Let Us Remember For Our Consolation, That We Never Perceive Our Sins Till We Begin To Cure Them.