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“FIDELI CERTA MERCES: the reward is assured for the faithful.”

“My hour is at hand.—Almighty God, what is this that I am about to do! The hour of repentance is past, and now my fate is inevitable - Amen, for ever! I will now seal up my little book, and conceal it; and cursed be he who trieth to alter or amend!”

there’s comfort in the idea that my tormentor shall fall with me. Farewell, world, with all thy miseries; for comforts or enjoyments hast thou none! Farewell, woman, whom I have despised; and man, whom I have hated! And thou, sun, bright emblem of a far brighter effulgence, I bid farewell to thee also! I do not take my last look of thee, for to thy glorious orb shall a poor suicide's last earthly look be raised.

“Still am I living, though liker to a vision than a human being; but this is my last day of mortal existence”

“My vitals have all been torn, every faculty and feeling of my soul racked, and tormented into callous insensibility. I was even hung over a yawning chasm, to which I could perceive no bottom”

“And to what I am now reduced, let the reflecting reader judge. Lord, thou knowest all that I have done for thy cause on earth! Why then art thou laying thy hand so sore upon me? Why hast thou set me as a butt of thy malice? But thy will must be done! Thou wilt repay me in a better world. Amen.”

“My last hour is arrived: I see my tormentor once more approaching me in this wild. Oh, that the earth would swallow me up, or the hill fall and cover me! Farewell for ever!”

“Perhaps this may be the last sentence ever I am destined to write. If so, farewell Christian reader! May God grant to thee a happier destiny than has been allotted to me here on earth, and the same assurance of acceptance above! Amen.”

“If you will not pity yourself, have pity on me, turn your eyes on me, and behold to what I am reduced.”

“Since our hopes are blasted in this world, and all
our schemes of grandeur overthrown; and since our everlasting destiny is settled by a decree which no act of ours can invalidate, let us fall by our own hands, or by the hands of each other, die like heroes; and, throwing off this frame of dross and corruption, mingle with the pure ethereal essence of existence, from which we derived our being.”