The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..

Awake, arise or be for ever fall’n.

So dear I love him that with him all deaths I could endure, without him live no life.

Grace was in all her steps, Heav'n in her Eye, In every gesture dignity and love

Confidence imparts a wonderful inspiration to its possessor