I Cannot Think The Disputes And Jealousies

The Secret Of A Person's Nature Lies In Their Religion And What They Really Believes About The World And Their Place In It.

I Have Nothing But Myself To Write About, No Facts, No Theories, No Opinions, No Adventures, No Sentiments, Nothing But My Own Poor Barren Individualism, Of Considerable Interest To Me, But I Do Not Know Why I Should Presume It Will Be So To You. Egotism Is Not Tiresome, Or It Ought Not To Be, If One Is Sincere About Oneself; But It Is So Hard To Be Sincere. Well, Never Mind, I Mean To Be, And You Know Me Well Enough To See Through Me When I Am Humbugging.

It May Be From Some Moral Obliquity In Myself, Or From Some Strange Disease; But For Me, And I Should Think Too For Every Human Being In Whose Breast A Human Heart Is Beating, To Know That One Single Creature Is In That Dreadful Place Would Make A Hell Of Heaven Itself. And They Have Hearts In Heaven, For They Love There.

Now, To A Single-minded Man, Who Is Either Brave Enough Or Reckless Enough To Surrender Himself Wholly To One Idea, And Look Neither Right Nor Left, But Only Forward, What Earthly Consequences May Follow Is Not Material. Persecution Strengthens Him; And So He Is Sure He Is Right, Whether His Course End In A Prison Or On A Throne Is No Matter At All. But Men Of This Calibre Are Uncommon In Any Age Or In Any Country Very Uncommon In This Age And This Country.

True Greatness Is The Most Ready To Recognize And Most Willing To Obey Those Simple Outward Laws Which Have Been Sanctioned By The Experience Of Mankind.