Be More Than Man, Or Thou'rt Less

So In A Voice, So In A Shapeless Flame, Angels Affect Us Often.

I Find No Abhorring In My Appetite.

To Be No Part Of Any Body, Is To Be Nothing.

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.

Now God Comes To Thee, Not As In The Dawning Of The Day, Not As In The Bud Of The Spring, But As The Sun At Noon To Illustrate All Shadows, As The Sheaves In Harvest, To Fill All Penuries, All Occasions Invite His Mercies, And All Times Are His Seasons.