The pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light.

The pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light.

But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws
So much, as when we call our old debts in
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But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws
So much, as when we call our old debts in
At sixty years, and draw the accounts of evil,
And find a deuced balance with the devil.

Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.

Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.

Whom conscience, ne'er asleep,
Wounds with incessant strokes, not loud, but deep.

Whom conscience, ne'er asleep,
Wounds with incessant strokes, not loud, but deep.

A conscience without God is like a court without a judge.

A conscience without God is like a court without a judge.

He who sacrifices his conscience to ambition burns a picture to obtain the ashes.

He who sacrifices his conscience to ambition burns a picture to obtain the ashes.

Then Jesus said unto them, Yet a little while is the light with
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Then Jesus said unto them, Yet a little while is the light with
you. Walk while ye have the light, lest darkness come upon you:
for he that walketh in darkness knoweth not whither he goeth.

Blasted with excess of light.

Blasted with excess of light.

Oh! think what anxious moments pass between
The birth of plots, and their last fatal periods,
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Oh! think what anxious moments pass between
The birth of plots, and their last fatal periods,
Oh! 'tis a dreadful interval of time,
Filled up with horror all, and big with death!