Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
If I lose at play, I blaspheme; if my fellow loses, he blasphemes. So, God is always the loser.
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame, Angels affect us often.
All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay.
There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.