Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
Great sorrows cannot speak.
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.
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.
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 man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
we give each other a smile with a future in it
As he that fears God fears nothing else, so he that sees God sees everything else.
More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee
I shall not live 'till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never 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.
I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease.
Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.
This only is charity, to do all, all that we can.
O Lord, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need thee.
Young men mend not their sight by using old men's spectacles.
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
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
Sleep is pain's easiest salve
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.
Death is an ascension to a better library.
As soon as there was two there was pride.
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