Viewed From The Summit Of Reason, All

The Ground That A Good Man Treads Is Hallowed.

Life Belongs To The Living, And He Who Lives Must Be Prepared For Changes.

As All Nature's Thousands Changes But One Changeless God Proclaim; So In Art's Wide Kingdom Ranges One Sole Meaning Still The Same: This Is Truth, Eternal Reason, Which From Beauty Takes Its Dress, And Serene Through Time And Season Stands Aye In Loveliness.

The Proper Place For Liberality Is In The Realm Of The Emotions.

I Curse All Negative Purism That Tells Me Not To Use A Word From Another Language That Either Expresses Something That My Own Language Cannot Or Does That In A More Delicate Manner.