He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
The province of the soul is large enough to fill up every cranny of your time, and leave you much to answer for if one wretch be damned by your neglect.
A happy genius is the gift of nature.
All empire is no more than power in trust.
And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.
Faith is to believe what you do not yet see: the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.