Everything Is Made Of One Hidden Stuff.

Genius Is The Power To Labor Better And More Availably. Deserve Thy Genius: Exalt It.

If The King Is In The Palace, Nobody Looks At The Walls. It Is When He Is Gone, And The House Is Filled With Grooms And Gazers, That We Turn From The People, To Find Relief In The Majestic Men That Are Suggested By The Pictures And The Architecture.

The Work Of Vegetation Begins First In The Irritability Of The Bark And Leaf-buds.

Do What You Fear And Your Fear Will Die.

My Life Is Superficial, Takes No Root In The Deep World; I Ask, When Shall I Die, And Be Relieved Of The Responsibility Of Seeinga Universe Which I Do Not Use? I Wish To Exchange This Flash-of-lightning Faith For Continuous Daylight, This Fever-glow For A Benign Climate.