God Did Not Give Me My Life

And It Is You, Spirit--with Will And Energy, And Virtue And Purity--that I Want, Not Alone With Your Brittle Frame.

You Transfix Me Quite.

Prejudices, It Is Well Known, Are Most Difficult To Eradicate From The Heart Whose Soil Has Never Been Loosened Or Fertilized By Education; They Grow Firm There, Firm As Weeds Among Stones.

The Man Of Regular Life And Rational Mind Never Despairs.

A Depressing And Difficult Passage Has Prefaced Every Page I Have Turned In Life.