My Hours Are Peaceful Centuries.

There Is An Intimate Interdependence Of Intellect And Morals.

Each Religious Sect Has Its Own Physiognomy. The Methodists Have Acquired A Face; The Quakers, A Face; The Nuns, A Face. An Englishman Will Pick Out A Dissenter By His Manners.

The History Of The Genesis Or The Old Mythology Repeats Itself In The Experience Of Every Child. He Too Is A Demon Or God Thrown Into A Particular Chaos, Where He Strives Ever To Lead Things From Disorder Into Order.

Enthusiasm Is The Leaping Lightning, Not To Be Measured By The Horse-power Of The Understanding

Though We Love Goodness And Not Stealing, Yet Also We Love Freedom And Not Preaching.