Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity
We study health, and we deliberate upon our meats and drink and air and exercises, and we hew and we polish every stone that goes to that building; and so our health is a long and regular work. But in a minute a cannon batters all, overthrows all, demolishes all; a sickness unprevented for all our diligence, unsuspected for all our curiosity, nay, undeserved, if we consider only disorder, summons us, seizes us, possesses us, destroys us in an instant.
As God loves a cheerful giver, so he also loves a cheerful taker. Who takes hold of his gifts with a glad heart.
Only our love hath no decay; this, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday, running it never runs from us away, but truly keeps his first, last, everlasting day.
God made sun and moon to distinguish the seasons, and day and night; and we cannot have the fruits of the earth but in their seasons. But God hath made no decrees to distinguish the seasons of His mercies. In Paradise the fruits were ripe the first minute, and in heaven it is always autumn. His mercies are ever in their maturity.
I sing the progress of a deathless soul.
I do not love a man, except I hate his vices, because those vices are the enemies, and the destruction of that friend whom I love.
Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
Love is strong as death; but nothing else is as strong as either; and both, love and death, met in Christ. How strong and powerful upon you, then, should that instruction be, that comes to you from both these, the love and death of Jesus Christ!
And now good morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love, all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room, an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
No man is an island unto himself.
God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.
When I died last, and, Dear, I die As often as from thee I go Though it be but an hour ago, And lovers' hours be full eternity.
To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
Of all the commentaries on the Scriptures, good examples are the best.
What if this present were the world's last night?
God is so omnipresent. . . . God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.
True joy is the earnest which we have of heaven, it is the treasure of the soul, and therefore should be laid in a safe place, and nothing in this world is safe to place it in.
The day breaks not, it is my heart.
Friends are ourselves.
Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.
If we consider eternity, into that time never entered; eternity is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short parenthesis in a long period; and eternity had been the same as it is, though time had never been.
He that desires to print a book, should much more desire, to be a book.
I shall die reading; since my book and a grave are so near.
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