Charity Is A Naked Child,

My Mind's My Kingdom.

They Who Cannot Be Induced To Fear For Love Will Never Be Enforced To Love For Fear. Love Opens The Heart, Fear Shuts It; That Encourages, This Compels; And Victory Meets Encouragement, But Flees Compulsion.

Toyish Airs Please Trivial Ears.

Seest Thou Good Days? Prepare For Evil Times. No Summer But Hath Its Winter. He Never Reaped Comfort In Adversity That Sowed Not In Prosperity.

No Man's Condition Is So Base As His; None More Accurs'd Than He; For Man Esteems Him Hateful, 'cause He Seems Not What He Is; God Hates Him, 'cause He Is Not What He Seems; What Grief Is Absent, Or What Mischief Can Be Added To The Hate Of God And Man?