The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.

Deed done is well begun.

A prayer may chance to rise From one whose heart lives in the grace of God. A prayer from any other is unheeded.

The glory of Him who moves everything penetrates through the universe, and is resplendent in one part more and in another less.

The infernal storm, eternal in its rage, sweeps and drives the spirits with its blast; it whirls them, lashing them with punishment. When they are swept back past their place of judgment then come the shrieks, laments, and anguished cries; there they blaspheme God's almighty power.

A rapid bolt will rend the clouds apart, and every single White be seared by wounds. I tell you this. I want it all to hurt.

I made my own house be my gallows.