O sin, how you paint your face! how you flatter us poor mortals on to death! You never appear to the sinner in your true character; you make fair promises, but you never fulfil one; your tongue is smoother than oil, but the poison of asps is under your lip!
Hosea BallouThe severest punishment suffered by a sensitive mind, for injury inflicted upon another, is the consciousness of having done it.
Hosea BallouIt is a glorious occupation, vivifying and self-sustaining in its nature, to struggle with ignorance, and discover to the inquiring minds of the masses the clear cerulean blue of heavenly truth.
Hosea Ballou