When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.

As a man may be eating all day, and for want of digestion is never nourished, so these endless readers may cram themselves in vain with intellectual food.

In matters of equity between man and man, our Saviour has taught us to put my neighbor in place of myself, and myself in place of my neighbor.

No science is speedily learned by the noblest genius without tuition.

In Job and the Psalms we shall find more sublime ideas, more elevated language, than in any of the heathen versifiers of Greece or Rome.

Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small: Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Dear Lord. I give myself away. I've nothing else to give.