The Beauty Of The World

There Is, Therefore, No Difficulty In Answering Such Questions As These. What Cause Was There Why The Universe Was Placed In Such A Part Of Space? And, Why Was The Universe Created At Such A Time? For, If There Be No Space Beyond The Universe, It Was Impossible That It Should Be Created In Another Place; And If There Was No Time Before, It Was Impossible It Should Be Created At Another Time.

I Frequently Hear Persons In Old Age Say How They Would Live, If They Were To Live Their Lives Over Again: Resolved, That I Will Live Just So As I Can Think I Shall Wish I Had Done, Supposing I Live To Old Age.

To Live With All My Might, While I Do Live

God Is The Highest Good Of The Reasonable Creature. The Enjoyment Of Him Is Our Proper; And Is The Only Happiness With Which Our Souls Can Be Satisfied. To Go To Heaven, Fully To Enjoy God, Is Infinitely Better Than The Most Pleasant Accommodations Here. Better Than Fathers And Mothers, Husbands, Wives, Or Children, Or The Company Of Any, Or All Earthly Friends. These Are But Shadows; But The Enjoyment Of God Is The Substance. These Are But Scattered Beams; But God Is The Sun. These Are But Streams; But God Is The Fountain. These Are But Drops, But God Is The Ocean.

Who Will Deny That True Religion Consists, In A Great Measure, In Vigorous And Lively Actings Of The Inclination And Will Of The Soul, Or The Fervent Exercises Of The Heart? That Religion Which God Requires, And Will Accept, Does Not Consist In Weak, Dull, And Lifeless, Wishes, Raising Us But A Little Above A State Of Indifference.