Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
(August 19, 1631 - May 01, 1700)
To err is human, to forgive divine.
(May 21, 1688 - May 30, 1744)
We have enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.
(November 30, 1667 - October 19, 1745)
May you live all the days of your life.
For fools rush in where angels fear to tread
With this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee worship, and with all my worldly goods I thee endow
Book of Common Prayer
We neither laugh alone, nor weep alone, why then should we pray alone?
Anna Letitia Barbauld
Whoever despises himself still esteems the despiser within himself