The soul on earth is an immortal guest, Compelled to starve at an unreal feast: A spark, which upward tends by nature's force: A stream diverted from its parent source; A drop dissever'd from the boundless sea; A moment, parted… — Hannah More Copy Share Image
I am persuaded that there is no affection of the human heart more exquisitely pure, than that which is felt by a grateful son… — Hannah More Copy Share Image
Wisdom views with an indifferent eye all finite joys, all blessings born to die. — Hannah More Copy Share Image
Yes, thou art ever present, power divine; not circumscribed by time, nor fixed by space, confined to altars, nor to temples bound. In wealth,… — Hannah More Copy Share Image
He who has once taken to drink can seldom be said to be guilty of one sin only. — Hannah More Copy Share Image
We are too ready to imagine that we are religious, because we know something of religion. We appropriate to ourselves the pious sentiments we read, and we talk as if the thoughts of other men's heads were really the feelings of our own hearts. But piety has not its seat in the memory, but in the affections, for which however… — Hannah More Copy Share
A corrupt practice may be abolished, but a soiled imagination is not easily cleansed. — Hannah More Copy Share Image
Oh! the joy Of young ideas painted on the mind, In the warm glowing colors fancy spreads On objects not yet known, when all… — Hannah More Copy Share Image
If we commit any crime, or do any good here, it must be in thought; for our words are few and our deeds none… — Hannah More Copy Share Image
nothing is more common than to mistake the sign for the thing itself; nor is any practice more frequent than that of endeavoring to… — Hannah More Copy Share Image
