This is joy's bonfire, then, where love's strong arts
Make of so noble individual parts
One fire of four inflaming eyes, and of two loving hearts.

The passionate love of Right, the burning hate of Wrong.

Endless Perfections after all conspire, And to adore excite and to admire; But to plain Minds the Plainest Pow'r Above Is Native Goodness to attract our Love; Centre of all Its various Pow'r and Skill Is One Divine, Immutable Good Will.

Heaven's all-subduing will,
With good the progeny of ill,
Attempreth every state below.

For pride and avarice and envy are the three fierce sparks that set all hearts ablaze.

As hope kindles hope, millions more will find it. By our efforts, we have lit a fire as well — a fire in the minds of men. It warms those who feel its power, it burns those who fight its progress, and one day this untamed fire of freedom will reach the darkest corners of our world.

Man's goodness is a flame that can be hidden but never extinguished.

We are all born with a divine fire in us. Our efforts should be to give wings to this fire and fill the world with the glow of its goodness.

When virtue lights in us 11 a fire of love, that love ignites another within the soul that sees its burning.