Folly Is Like The Growth Of Weeds,

Hypocrisy Is Oftenest Clothed In The Garb Of Religion.

Tears Of Joy Are Like The Summer Rain Drops Pierced By Sunbeams.

I Have Somewhere Read That Conscience Not Only Sits As Witness And Judge Within Our Bosoms, But Also Forms The Prison Of Punishment.

Obedience, As It Regards The Social Relations, The Rules Of Society, And The Laws Of Nature And Nature's God, Should Commence At The Cradle And End Only At The Tomb.

True Repentance Also Involves Reform.