It Would Be A Lowly Art That

Why Should We Not Recognize In The Lightning, The Thunder, And The Storm Wind, The Approach Of An Overwhelming Power, And In The Scent Of Flowers And The Gently Rustling Zephyr The Presence Of A Being Full Of Love?

They Teach In Academies Far Too Many Things, And Far Too Much That Is Useless.

Stupidity Is Without Anxiety.

Lay Hold Of Life With Both Hands, Whenever Thou Mayest Seize It, It Is Interesting.

Sin Writes Histories, Goodness Is Silent.