Down Below All The Crust Of Human

God Is The Explanation Of All Things.

The Mere Leader Of Fashion Has No Genuine Claim To Supremacy; At Least, No Abiding Assurance Of It. He Has Embroidered His Title Upon His Waistcoat, And Carries His Worth In His Watch Chain; And, If He Is Allowed Any Real Precedence For This It Is Almost A Moral Swindle,--a Way Of Obtaining Goods Under False Pretences.

Never Does The Human Soul Appear So Strong As When It Foregoes Revenge, And Dares To Forgive An Injury.

Poetry Is The Utterance Of Deep And Heart-felt Truth - The True Poet Is Very Near The Oracle.

The Downright Fanatic Is Nearer To The Heart Of Things Than The Cool And Slippery Disputant.