Thought Means Life, Since Those Who Do

Our Favorites Are Few; Since Only What Rises From The Heart Reaches It, Being Caught And Carried On The Tongues Of Men Wheresoever Love And Letters Journey.

Every Dogma Embodies Some Shade Of Truth To Give It Seeming Currency.

Genius Has Oftenest Been The Pariah Of His Time, The Unhoused God Whom None Cared For, Unnamed Till They Whom He First Promoted, Enriched And Honored, Found It Honorable To Own Their Benefactor.

An Author Who Sets His Reader On Sounding The Depths Of His Own Thoughts Serves Him Best.

Like Birds Of Passage, The Instincts Drift The Soul Adventurously Beyond The Horizon Of Sensible Things, As If Intent On Convoying It To The Mother Country From Whence It Had Flown.