The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.
The most sublime act is to set another before you.
Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death.
The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.
When the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire somewhat like a guinea? O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty.
He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God.