I Fear That We Shall Be Obliged

All Outward Forms Of Religion Are Almost Useless, And Are The Causes Of Endless Strife. Believe There Is A Great Power Silently Working All Things For Good, Behave Yourself And Never Mind The Rest.

So Much Perfection Argues Rottenness Somewhere.

Peter Lost One Of His Shoes Among The Cabbages, And The Other Shoe Amongst The Potatoes.

I Cannot Rest, I Must Draw, However Poor The Result, And When I Have A Bad Time Come Over Me It Is A Stronger Desire Than Ever.

I Have Just Made Stories To Please Myself, Because I Never Grew Up.