Love seeketh only self to please, To bind another to its delight, Joys in another's loss of ease, And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.

I am under the direction of messengers from Heaven daily and nightly.

As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.

He who shall hurt the little wren Shall never be beloved by men.

He who loves his enemies betrays his friends; this surely is not what Jesus meant.

The child's toys and the old man's reasons are the fruits of two seasons.

Gratitude is heaven itself; there could be no heaven without gratitude.