E'en Sunday Shines No Sabbath Day To

Atheists Put On False Courage And Alacrity In The Midst Of Their Darkness And Apprehensions, Like Children Who, When They Fear To Go In The Dark, Will Sing For Fear.

Awake, My St. John! Leave All Meaner Things To Low Ambition And The Pride Of Kings. Let Us (since Life Can Little More Supply Than Just To Look About Us, And To Die) Expatiate Free O'er All This Scene Of Man; A Mighty Maze! But Not Without A Plan.

He Best Can Paint Them Who Shall Feel Them Most.

The Only Time You Run Out Of Chances Is When You Stop Taking Them

To Err Is Human; To Forgive, Divine.