The pain of discipline is short, but the glory of the fruition is eternal.
Can anybody tell what sorrows are locked up with our best affections, or what pain may be associated with every pleasure?
After all, let a man take what pains he may to hush it down, a human soul is an awful, ghostly, unquiet possession for a bad man to have. Who knows the metes and bounds of it? Who knows all its awful perhapses,--those shudderings and tremblings, which it can no more live down than it can outlive its own eternity?
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