Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator.
Peter Pan, prepare to meet thy doom.
And if thy heart be straight with God then every creature shall be to thee a mirror of life and a book of holy doctrine for there is no creature so little or so despised but that sheweth and representeth the goodness of God.
I will make thee think thy swan a crow.
When thou goest to woman, take thy whip.
Oh mysterious world of all light, thou hast made a light shine within me, and I have grown in admiration of thy antique beauty, which is the immemorial youth of nature.
O truth divine! enlightened by thy ray, I grope and guess no more, but see my way.
A God must have a God for company. And lo! thou hast the Son-God to thy friend. Thou honour'st his obedience, he thy law. Into thy secret life-will he doth see; Thou fold'st him round in live love perfectly- One two, without beginning, without end; In love, life, strength, and truth, perfect without a flaw.
Let not the tongue give utterance to the evil that is in thine heart, but command thy tongue to be silent until good shall prevail over evil.
Man, man, is thy brother, and thy father is God.
Though justice be thy plea consider this, that in the course of justice none of us should see salvation.
Oh, popular applause! what heart of man Is proof against thy sweet seducing charms? The wisest and the best feel urgent need Of all their caution in thy gentlest gales; But swell'd into a gust--who then, alas! With all his canvas set, and inexpert, And therefore, heedless, can withstand thy power?
What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage.
Thy only authentic ending is the one provided here: John and Mary die, John and Mary die, John and Mary die.
Welcome thy neighbor into thy fallout shelter. He'll come in handy if you run out of food.
Of all the fair resort of gentlemen That every day with parle encounter me, In thy opinion which is worthiest love?
Freedom is not something that one people can bestow on another as a gift. Thy claim it as their own and none can keep it from them.
Time be thine, And thy best graces spend it at thy will.
Thou hast death in thy house, and dost bewaile anothers.
Ah, Hope! what would life be, stripped of thy encouraging smiles, that teach us to look behind the dark clouds of today, for the golden beams that are to gild the morrow.