In things a moderation keep; Kings ought to shear, not skin, their sheep.

Buying, possessing, accumulating--this is not worldliness. But doing this in the love of it, with no love of God paramount--doing it so that thoughts of eternity and God are an intrusion--doing it so that one's spirit is secularized in the process; this is worldliness.

Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.

Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say; But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia.

Humble we must be, if to heaven we go; High is the roof there, but the gate is low.

Here a little child I stand, Heaving up my either hand; Cold as paddocks though they be, Here I lift them up to Thee, for a benison to fall on our meat, and on us all. Amen.

Love is a circle that doth restless move in the same sweet eternity of love.