For what is wedlock forced but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, And is a pattern of celestial peace.
(H)ope, be it never so faint, bringeth a gleam into darkness, like a little rushlight that costeth but a groat.
I do not want the peace which passeth understanding, I want the understanding which bringeth peace.
Sin, when it is finished, bringeth forth death.