You can make hell out of heaven and heaven out of hell. It's all in the mind.
And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
Good, the more communicated, more abundant grows.
God is thy law, thou mine: to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge and her praise. With thee conversing I forget all time.
The first and wisest of them all professed To know this only, that he nothing knew.
Courage never to submit of yield.