The way to see by faith is to shut the eye of reason: The Morning Daylight appears plainer when you put out your Candle.
Here is my Creed. I believe in one God, the Creator of the Universe. That He governs it by His Providence. That He ought to be worshipped.
A great empire, like a great cake, is most easily diminished at the edges.
At a great pennyworth pause a while.
Little leaks sink the ship.
Pain wastes the Body, Pleasures the Understanding.