With The Intellect I Always Have Always

Man Tells His Aspiration In His God; But In His Demon He Shows His Depth Of Experience.

To One Who Has Enjoyed The Full Life Of Any Scene, Of Any Hour, What Thoughts Can Be Recorded About It Seem Like The Commas And Semicolons In The Paragraph-mere Stops.

Not One Man, In The Million, Shall I Say? No, Not In The Hundred Million, Can Rise Above The Belief That Woman Was Made For Man.

No Temple Can Still The Personal Griefs And Strifes In The Breasts Of Its Visitors.

Put Up At The Moment Of Greatest Suffering A Prayer, Not For Thy Own Escape, But For The Enfranchisement Of Some Being Dear To Thee, And The Sovereign Spirit Will Accept Thy Ransom.