Man disavows, and Deity disowns me: hell might afford my miseries a shelter; therefore hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all bolted against me. – William Cowper
They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed. – William Cowper

Man disavows, and Deity disowns me: hell might afford my miseries a shelter; therefore hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all bolted against me. – William Cowper
They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed. – William Cowper
Knowledge is proud that it knows so much wisdom is humble that it knows no more. – William Cowper
I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute on;
but I wish that I could get away
And go home to the village of Bruton. – William Cowper