“No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.”

As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.

Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below.

Reason is our soul’s left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity

True joy is the earnest which we have of heaven, it is the treasure of the soul, and therefore should be laid in a safe place, and nothing in this world is safe to place it in.

O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.

No man is an island unto himself.

To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.

In the first minute that my soul is infused, the Image of God is imprinted in my soul; so forward is God in my behalf, and so early does he visit me.

Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.

Our two souls therefore which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat.

Pleasure is none, if not diversified.

Love’s mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.

There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.

I shall not live ’till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.

Be more than man, or thou’rt less than an ant.

Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were.

The Pan-Africanism that envisaged the ideal of wholeness was gradually cut down to the size of a continent, then a nation, a region, an ethnos, a clan, and even a village in some instances But Pan-Africanism has not outlived its mission.

They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.

Continents of memory had been lost.

Life is a vessel of sadness, but is noble to live life and without time there is no life. Others disagree.

A certain traveler who knew many continents was asked what he found most remarkable of all.

She was too much for you…Pouring her love onto you, she thought she would quench your thirst, but you drowned…She didn’t know your heart was just a shot glass and not a continent.

It is hoped that by God’s assistance, some of the continents in the Ocean will be discovered for the Glory of God.

I have come to believe that this is a mighty continent which was hitherto unknown.