Nature Provides Exceptions To Every Rule.

But The Golden-rod Is One Of The Fairy, Magical Flowers; It Grows Not Up To Seek Human Love Amid The Light Of Day, But To Mark To The Discerning What Wealth Lies Hid In The Secret Caves Of Earth.

The Use Of Criticism, In Periodical Writing, Is To Sift, Not To Stamp A Work.

Whatever The Soul Knows How To Seek, It Cannot Fail To Obtain.

It Is Astonishing What Force, Purity, And Wisdom It Requires For A Human Being To Keep Clear Of Falsehoods.

Every Fact Is Impure, But Every Fact Contains In It The Juices Of Life. Every Fact Is A Clod, From Which May Grow An Amaranth Or A Palm.