Plant thy foot firmly in the prints which His foot has made before thee.
All nature is but art unknown to thee.
O most merciful Father, put far from me all my iniquities and all my offences; so that, by Thee made whole in body and in soul, I may be accounted worthy to approach the Holy of holies.
I wish thee as much pleasure in the reading, as I had in the writing.
Absolute truth belongs to Thee alone.
Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image, but thee who destroys a good book, kills reason its self.
O human beauty, what a dream art thou, that we should cast our life and hopes away on thee!
And I pray thee, loving Jesus, that as Thou hast graciously given me to drink in with delight the words of Thy knowledge, so Thou wouldst mercifully grant me to attain one day to Thee, the fountain of all wisdom and to appear forever before Thy face.
I found thee not, O Lord, without, because I erred in seeking thee without that wert within.
Control thy passions lest they take vengence on thee.
If thy brother wrongs thee, remember not so much his wrong-doing, but more than ever that he is thy brother.
Like Christ said, love thee one another. I learned to do that, and I learned to respect and be appreciative and thankful for what I had.
O blessed Saviour, give me grace like Thee, to make Religion my first, and chiefest care, and devoutly to observe, all solemn times, and all holy Rites, which relate to Thy worship.
Welcome, wild harbinger of spring! To this small nook of earth; Feeling and fancy fondly cling, Round thoughts which owe their birth, To thee, and to the humble spot, Where chance has fixed thy lowly lot.
The spark divine dwells in thee: let it grow.
Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
Have thy tools ready. God will find thee work.
To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell's heart, I stab at thee; For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee.
We must not sit still and look for miracles; up and doing, and the Lord will be with thee. Prayer and pains, through faith in Christ Jesus, will do anything.
Be thou incapable of change in that which is right, and men will rely upon thee. Establish unto thyself principles of action; and see that thou ever act according to them. First know that thy principles are just, and then be thou.
Hearest thou not how many things they witness against thee?
It came from God, and so is Christ true, and Christ is thy God, who is in heaven and awaits thee.
I could not love thee, dear, so much, loved I not honor more.
What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances.
When men speak ill of thee, live so as nobody may believe them.
As I walk'd by myself, I talk'd to myself, And myself replied to me; And the questions myself then put to myself, With their answers I give to thee.
But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.
Save for thee and thy lessons, man in society would everywhere sink into a sad compound of the fiend and the wild beast; and this fallen world would be as certainly a moral as a natural wilderness.
Be assured those will be thy worst enemies, not to whom thou hast done evil, but who have done evil to thee. And those will be thy best friends, not to whom thou hast done good, but who have done good to thee.
Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
But since the world, which thou art to strive against, is not without thee, but within thee, it follows, that it is also to be conquered not without, but within thee.
Become dust - and they will throw thee in the air; Become stone - and they will throw thee on glass.
The lips of the wise are as the doors of a cabinet; no sooner are they opened, but treasures are poured out before thee.
I just want to say, good night, sweet prince, may flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Only trust thyself, and another shall not betray thee.