What Men Call Accident Is

The World Is A Great Poem, And The World's The Words It Is Writ In, And We Souls The Thoughts.

Application Is The Price To Be Paid For Mental Acquisition. To Have The Harvest, We Must Sow The Seed.

The Truth Is Perilous Never To The True, Nor Knowledge To The Wise; And To The Fool, And To The False, Error And Truth Alike, Error Is Worse Than Ignorance.

If All Were Rich, Gold Would Be Penniless.

Blest Is He Whose Heart Is The Home Of The Great Dead And Their Great Thoughts.