To Be Good And Disagreeable Is High

In Grief We Know The Worst Of What We Feel But Who Can Tell The End Of What We Fear?

Love Never Reasons, But Profusely Gives, Gives, Like A Thoughtless Prodigal, Its All, And Trembles Then, Lest It Has Done Too Little.

A Corrupt Practice May Be Abolished, But A Soiled Imagination Is Not Easily Cleansed.

Repentance Is Not Completed By A Single Act, It Must Be Incorporated Into Our Mind, Till It Become A Fixed State, Arising From A Continual Sense Of Our Need Of It.

Perish Discretion, When It Interferes With Duty!