What am I pondering, you ask? So help me God, immortality.

Farewell Hope, and with Hope farewell Fear

A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end.

The great Emathian conqueror bid spare The house of Pindarus, when temple and tower Went to the ground.

Is it just or reasonable, that most voices against the main end of government should enslave the less number that would be free? more just it is, doubtless, if it come to force, that a less number compel a greater to retain, which can be no wrong to them, their liberty, than that a greater number, for the pleasure of their baseness, compel a less most injuriously to be their fellow-slaves. They who seek nothing but their own just liberty, have always right to win it and to keep it, whenever they have power, be the voices never so numerous that oppose it.

God sure esteems the growth and completing of one virtuous person, more that the restraint of ten vicious.

And what is faith, love, virtue unassayed Alone, without exterior help sustained?