The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n.
- John Milton, Pardise Lost
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Our life is love, and peace, and tenderness; and bearing one with another, and forgiving one another, and not laying accusations one against another; but praying one for another, and helping
one another up with a tender hand. - Isaac Pennington
one another up with a tender hand. - Isaac Pennington