The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.

Some say that happiness is not good for mortals, & they ought to be answered that sorrow is not fit for immortals & is utterly useless to any one; a blight never does good to a tree, & if a blight kill not a tree but it still bear fruit, let none say that the fruit was in consequence of the blight.

And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.

The Whole Business of Man is The Arts, & All Things Common.

Exuberance is beauty.

I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.

The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest.