Everything In Nature Contains All The Powers

If Thou Fill Thy Brain With Boston And New York, With Fashion And Covetousness, And Wilt Stimulate Thy Jaded Senses With Wine And French Coffee, Thou Shalt Find No Radiance Of Wisdom In The Lonely Waste Of The Pinewoods.

Belief And Love,--a Believing Love Will Relieve Us Of A Vast Load Of Care. O My Brothers, God Exists. There Is A Soul At The Centre Of Nature, And Over The Will Of Every Man, So That None Of Us Can Wrong The Universe.

The Conscious Utterance Of Thought, By Speech Or Action, To Any End, Is Art.

He That Writes To Himself Writes To An Eternal Public.

Don't Ever Give Up On Something Or Someone That You Can't Go A Full Day Without Thinking About.