Commemoration of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator of the Scriptures, 1922 A memory of yesterday's pleasures, a fear of tomorrow's dangers, a straw under my knees, a noise in my ear, a light in my eye, an anything, a nothing, a fancy, a chimera in my brain, troubles me in my prayers.
John DonneIf I lose at play, I blaspheme; if my fellow loses, he blasphemes. So, God is always the loser.
John DonneIf every gnat that flies were an archangel, all that could but tell me that there is a God; and the poorest worm that creeps tells me that.
John Donne