“A holy woman may be beautiful by the gift of nature, but she must not give occasion to lust. If beauty be hers, so far from setting it off she ought rather to obscure it.”

Woman is a temple built over a sewer.

It is absolutely forbidden to repay evil with evil.

To forbid birth is only quicker murder.

It is certainly no part of religion to compel religion.

It is certain because it is possible.

A man becomes a Christian, he is not born one.

The blood of the Christians is seed.

We say, and we say openly, and while ye torture us, mangled and gory we cry out, “We worship God through Christ!” Believe Him a man: it is through Him and in Him that God willeth Himself to be known and worshipped.

Shall we carry a flag? It is a rival to Christ.

Now we allow that life begins with conception, because we contend that the soul also begins from conception; life taking its commencement at the same moment and place that the soul does.

The whole fruit is already present in the seed.

I believe BECAUSE it’s impossible.

The soul whose bosom lust did never touch Is God’s fair bride; and maiden’s souls are such.

For it is really better for us not to know a thing, because [God] has not revealed it to us, than to know it according to man’s wisdom, because he has been bold enough to assume it.

How many men of rank (to say nothing of common people) have been delivered from devils, and healed of diseases!

Learn about the incorruptible King, and know his heroes who never inflict slaughter on the peoples.

A little beauty is preferable to much wealth.

Some days, all of it aches with beauty.  Others, it all just aches with you.

A bride should look at everything she possibly can…just so she can experiment and see what makes her really feel beautiful or glamorous or classical or whatever she desires to be on that particular day.

We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.

Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings. Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into the sacred, tender vision of your beautiful heart.

The beauty of America is people can do what they like.

A wise man among the ignorant is as a beautiful girl in the company of blind men.

As we grow our needs change, as does our perception of beauty.