To go back is nothing but death; to go forward is fear of death$$$ and life everlasting beyond it. I will yet go forward.

Is there anything more worthy of our tongues and mouths than to speak of the things of God and Heaven?

Try to touch the past. Try to deal with the past. It's not real. It's just a dream.

It is said that in some countries trees will grow$$$ but will bear no fruit because there is no winter there.

A man there was$$$ though some did count him mad$$$ the more he cast away the more he had.

Though there is not always grace where there is the fear of hell$$$ yet$$$ to be sure$$$ there is no grace where there is no fear of God.

People are not good to each other. Perhaps if they were$$$ our deaths would not be so sad.

It is a man's own mind$$$ not his enemy or foe$$$ that lures him to evil ways.

The decline of the aperitif may well be one of the most depressing phenomena of our time.

Mother Mother Ocean$$$ I have heard your call.