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Lest, selling that noble inheritance for a poor mess of perishing pottage, you never enter into His eternal rest.

— William Penn

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They have a Right to censure, that have a Heart to help: The rest is Cruelty, not Justice.

Fruits of Solitude (1682)

True religion does not draw men out of the world but enables them to live better in it and excites their endeavors to mend it.

No Cross, No Crown (1682)

He that does good for good's sake seeks neither praise nor reward, though sure of both at last.

Some Fruits of Solitude in Reflections and Maxims (1682)

True silence is the rest of the mind, and is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.

Passion is the mob of the man, that commits a riot upon his reason.

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