If a thief helps a poor man out of the spoils of his thieving, we must not call that charity.

I found myself within a forest dark, for the straightfoward pathway had been lost. Ah me! How hard a thing is to say, what was this forest savage, rough, and stern, which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more.

Hope not ever to see heaven. I come to lead you to the other shore; into the eternal darkness; into fire and ice.

I am made of God, through his Grace. Such that your misery touches me not, Nor does flame of that burning assail me.

Love and the gentle heart are but the same thing.

...Everything that is, desires to be. As we act, we unfold our being. Enjoyment naturally follows, for a thing desired always brings delight.

Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always.