The ubiquity of the Divine presence is the only true support, and I am sometimes astonished how persons, who evidently do not possess that grand source of consolation, keep up their spirits under trials and difficulties. It must be owing to careless tempers and nerves of brass.
Hannah More (1860). “Letters of Hannah More to Zachary Macaulay, containing notices of Lord Macaulay's youth: Edited and arranged by Arthur Roberts”, p.9
