Weak Eyes Are Fondest Of Glittering Objects.

God Almighty Never Created A Man Half As Wise As He Looks.

He That Works And Does Some Poem, Not He That Merely Says One, Is Worthy Of The Name Of Poet.

Everywhere In Life, The True Question Is Not What We Gain, But What We Do.

The Eye Of The Intellect "sees In All Objects What It Brought With It The Means Of Seeing."

Of A Truth, Men Are Mystically United: A Mystic Bond Of Brotherhood Makes All Men One.