Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and read more

Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and running to seed.

The solitary side of our nature demands leisure for reflection
upon subjects on which the dash and whirl of read more

The solitary side of our nature demands leisure for reflection
upon subjects on which the dash and whirl of daily business, so
long as its clouds rise thick about us, forbid the intellect to
fasten itself.

In water one sees one's own face; But in wine one beholds the heart of another

In water one sees one's own face; But in wine one beholds the heart of another

Can the believing husband in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving wife in Hell? Can the believing father in Heaven read more

Can the believing husband in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving wife in Hell? Can the believing father in Heaven be happy with his unbelieving children in Hell? Can the loving wife in Heaven be happy with her unbelieving husband in Hell? I tell

Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in read more

Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in joy? Is it not in mercy then that sorrow is allotted unto us?

For take thy ballaunce if thou be so wise,
And weigh the winds that under heaven doth blow;
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For take thy ballaunce if thou be so wise,
And weigh the winds that under heaven doth blow;
Or weigh the light that in the east doth rise;
Or weigh the thought that from man's mind doth flow.

There are two distinct classes of what are called thoughts: those that we produce in ourselves by reflection and the read more

There are two distinct classes of what are called thoughts: those that we produce in ourselves by reflection and the act of thinking, and those that bolt into the mind of their own accord

Inside an oasis, there are many little deserts.

Inside an oasis, there are many little deserts.

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is
incumbent on me to know my read more

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is
incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know
its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very
atoms.