Think That Day Lost Whose Descending Sun,

Everything That Is Exact Is Short.

The Worst Thing About New Books Is That They Keep Us From Reading The Old Ones.

Thoughts There Are, That Need No Embodying, No Form, No Expression. It Is Enough To Hint At Them Vaguely; A Word, And They Are Heard And Seen.

There Are Those To Whom One Must Advise Madness.

The God Of Metaphysics Is But An Idea. But The God Of Religion, The Maker Of Heaven And Earth, The Sovereign Judge Of Actions And Thoughts, Is A Power.