We Walk Alone In The World. Friends,

I Have Come To Believe That The Whole World Is An Enigma, A Harmless Enigma That Is Made Terrible By Our Own Mad Attempt To Interpret It As Though It Had An Underlying Truth. If Two Or Three Persons Should Come With A High Spiritual Aim And With Great Powers, The World Would Fall Into Their Hands Like A Ripe Peach.

There Can Be No Excess To Love, None To Knowledge, None To Beauty.

I Cannot Forgive A Scholar His Homeless Despondency.

Europe Extends To The Alleghenies; America Lies Beyond.

Talent May Frolic And Juggle; Genius Realizes And Adds.