“For lawless joys a bitter ending waits.”

Creatures of a day, what is any one? What is he not? Man is but a dream of a shadow. Yet when there comes as a gift of heaven a gleam of sunshine, there rest upon men a radiant light and, aye, a gentle life.

To our own sorrows serious heed we give, But for another?s we soon cease to grieve.

He is gifted with genius who knoweth much by natural inspiration.

Unsung, the noblest deed will die.

Finding that the middle condition of life is by far the happiest, I look with little favor upon that of princes.

Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.

There is a mortal breed most full of futility. In contempt of what is at hand, they strain into the future, hunting impossibilities on the wings of ineffectual hopes.

Man’s pleasure is a short time growing And it falls to the ground As quickly.

It is God that accomplishes all term to hopes, God, who overtakes the flying eagle, outpasses the dolphin in the sea; who bends under his strength the man with thoughts too high.

Often silence is the wisest thing for a man to heed.

Time is the turning over of days, works change for better or worse.

Sweet is war to those who know it not.

Humble in a humble state and great in greatness, I will work out the divinity that is busy within my mind.

Law, the king of all mortals and immortals.

Even genius is tied to profit.

The test of any man lies in action.

Of a young hermit, an old devil.

They feel they have to look after their image.

That I should die next week, I would still be able to sit at my desk all week and study with perfect equanimity, for I know now that life and death make a meaningful whole.

Put me in front of a crowd of science teachers or astronauts! The guileless aren’t our audience – it’s the critical thinkers we love.

Our relations with others are not external. They enter into our very identity. And that’s why people struggle with them so.

A kiss is a rosy dot placed on the “i” in loving.

We are more inclined to hate one another for points on which we differ, than to love one another for points on which we agree.

The Great Commission is still the mission statement of the Church.