It Is More Difficult, And It Calls

Common Sense Is Better Than Genius, And Hence Its Bestowment Is More Universal.

Every Nerve That Can Thrill With Pleasure, Can Also Agonize With Pain.

If There Is Anything For Which I Would Go Back To Childhood, And Live This Weary Life Over Again, It Is For The Burning, Exalting, Transporting Thrill And Ecstasy With Which The Young Faculties Hold Their Earliest Communion With Knowledge.

Both Poetry And Philosophy Are Prodigal Of Eulogy Over The Mind Which Ransoms Itself By Its Own Energy From A Captivity To Custom, Which Breaks The Common Bounds Of Empire, And Cuts A Simplon Over Mountains Of Difficulty For Its Own Purposes, Whether Of Good Or Of Evil.

Great Books Are Written For Christianity Much Oftener Than Great Deeds Are Done For It. City Libraries Tell Us Of The Reign Of Jesus Christ But City Streets Tell Us Of The Reign Of Satan.