The greater part of humanity is too much harassed and fatigued by the struggle with want, to rally itself for a new and sterner struggle with error.
What the inner voice says will not disappoint the hoping soul.
Sorrow is brief but joy is endless
The universe is a thought of God.
Many a crown shines spotless now that yet was deeply sullied in the winning.
There are evil spirits who suddenly fix their abode in man's unguarded breast, causing us to commit devilish deeds, and then, hurrying back to their native hell, leave behind the stings of remorse in the poisoned bosom.