If One Shed Tears, They Must Be

The Hymns Of David, The Plays Of Shakespeare, The Metaphysics Of Descartes, The Crimes Of Borgia, The Virtues Of Antonine, The Atheism Of Yesterday And The Materialism Of Today, Were All Emanations Of Divine Thought, Doing Their Appointed Work. It Was The Duty Of The Church To Deal With Them All, Not As Though They Existed Through A Power Hostile To The Deity, But As Instruments Of The Deity To Work Out His Unrevealed Ends.

History Is A Tangled Skein That One May Take Up At Any Point, And Break When One Has Unravelled Enough.

The Outline Of The City Became Frantic In Its Effort To Explain Something That Defied Meaning. Power Seemed To Have Outgrown Its Servitude And To Have Asserted Its Freedom. The Cylinder Had Exploded, And Thrown Great Masses Of Stone And Steam Against The Sky.

My Belief Is That Science Is To Wreck Us, And That We Are Like Monkeys Monkeying With A Loaded Shell; We Don't In The Least Know Or Care Where Our Practically Infinite Energies Come From Or Will Bring Us To.

Teachers Affect Eternity; No One Can Tell Where Their Influence Stops.