No more let life divide what death can join together.

It is found easier, by the short-sighted victims of disease, to palliate their torments by medicine, than to prevent them by regimen

Those who love not their fellow-beings live unfruitful lives, and prepare for their old age a miserable grave.

Their errors have been weighed and found to have been dust in the balance; if their sins were as scarlet, they are now white as snow: they have been washed in the blood of the mediator and the redeemer, Time.

...Ere midnight’s frown and morning’s smile, ere thou and peace may meet.

Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city

To be omnipotent but friendless is to reign.