Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.

There is nothing in words and styles out suitableness that makes them acceptable and effective.

Some pretences daunt and discourage us, while others raise us to a brisk assurance.

It may not be impossible, but that our Faculties may be so construed, as always to deceive us in the things we judge most certain and assured.

That though we are certain of many things, yet that Certainty is no absolute Infallibility, there still remains the possibility of our being mistaken in all matters of humane Belief and Inquiry.

And for mathematical science, he that doubts their certainty hath need of a dose of hellebore.

It is the great beauty of true religion that it shall be universal, and a departure in any instance from universality is a corruption of religion itself.

The precipitancy of disputation, and the stir and noise of passions that usually attend it, must needs be prejudicial to verity.

The woman in us still prosecutes a deceit like that begun in the garden.

What's impossible to all humanity may be possible to the metaphysics and physiology of angels.

They that never peeped beyond the common belief in which their easy understandings were at first indoctrinated are strongly assured of the truth of their receptions.

We made love outdoorsWithout a roof, I like most, Without stove, to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and gushing of dew.

To get it doneand see it thru, find less to sayand more to do.

While you were out JUDGING others, you left your closet door open...and guess what fell out!....Ooops

The pages that follow will be our journey of the life we built together here in Concord, North Carolina. These pages will reveal fragments from the past and events that occurred along the way.

You can't beat a love triangle.

Success is the enemy of comedy.

I don't want to be gone. I don't want to be somewhere else. I consider myself a Yankee.

To a fool time brings only age not wisdom.

Your absence has gone through me

When you put down the good things you ought to have done, and leave out the bad ones you did do well, that's Memoirs.