I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
Praises reap not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!
The generations of men run on in the tide of time, but leave their destined lineaments permanent for ever and ever.
Joy and woe are woven fine.
If you, who are organised by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, refuse, and bury your talent in the earth, even though you should want natural bread, sorrow and desperation pursue you through life, and after death shame and confusion of face to eternity.