One thought settles a life, an immortality.
Naught but God Can satisfy the soul.
All things that speak of heaven speak of peace.
Leave the poor Some time for self-improvement. Let them not Be forced to grind the bones out of their arms For bread, but have some space to think and feel Like moral and immortal creatures.
We must not pluck death from the Maker's hand.
It is much less what we do than what we think, which fits us for the future.