God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm. – William Cowper
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose. – William Cowper
Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed. – William Cowper
Unless a love of virtue light the flame,
Satire is, more than those he brands, to blame;
He hides behind a magisterial air
He own offences, and strips others bare. – William Cowper