When We Come Upon Assurances

One Can't Be Of An Enquiring And Experimental Nature, And Still Be Very Sensible.

It Is Not Possible To Define. Nothing Has Ever Been Finally Found Out. Because There Is Nothing Final To Find Out.

But Truth Is That Besides Which There Is Nothing: Nothing To Modify It, Nothing To Question It, Nothing To Form An Exception: The All-inclusive, The Complete - By Truth, I Mean The Universal.

I Have Taken The Stand That Nobody Can Be Always Wrong, But It Does Seem To Me That I Have Approximated So Highly That I Am Nothing Short Of A Negative Genius.

The Theologians Have Recognized That The Ideal Is The Imitation Of God. If We Be A Part Of Such An Organic Thing, This Thing Is God To Us, As I Am God To The Cells That Compose Me.