A Saint Abroad, And A Devil At

It Is The Opener Of The Heart Of God, And A Means By Which The Soul, Though Empty, Is Filled.

I Found It Hard Work Now To Pray To God, Because Despair Was Swallowing Me Up

If We Have Not Quiet In Our Minds, Outward Comfort Will Do No More For Us Than A Golden Slipper On A Gouty Foot.

As Your Faith Is, Such Your Hope Will Be. Hope Is Never Ill When Faith Is Well, Nor Strong If Faith Be Weak.

Words Easy To Be Understood Do Often Hit The Mark, When High And Learned Ones Do Only Pierce The Air.