Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
All mankind is one volume. When one man dies, a chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language. And every chapter must be translated. God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice. But God's hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall live open to one another
I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.
we give each other a smile with a future in it
More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated....As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all....No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee
Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
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.
Death is an ascension to a better library.
Keep us, Lord, so awake in the duties of our calling that we may sleep in thy peace and wake in thy glory.
He that desires to print a book, should much more desire, to be a book.
Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
The whole life of Christ was a continual Passion; others die martyrs but Christ was born a martyr. He found a Golgotha even in Bethlehem, where he was born; for to his tenderness then the straws were almost as sharp as the thorns after, and the manger as uneasy at first as his cross at last. His birth and his death were but one continual act, and his Christmas day and his Good Friday are but the evening and morning of one and the same day. And as even his birth is his death, so every action and passage that manifests Christ to us is his birth, for Epiphany is manifestation.
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