Few Authors Understand Themselves, And A Proper

What Tarquin The Proud Said In His Garden With The Poppy Blooms Was Understood By The Son But Not By The Messenger.

I Look Upon Logical Proofs The Way A Well-bred Girl Looks Upon A Love Letter

Being, Belief And Reason Are Pure Relations, Which Cannot Be Dealt With Absolutely, And Are Not Things But Pure Scholastic Concepts, Signs For Understanding, Not For Worshipping, Aids To Awaken Our Attention, Not To Fetter It.

Everything The Human Being Heard From The Beginning, Saw With Its Eyes, Looked Upon And Touched With Its Hands Was A Living Word; For God Was The Word.

If Only I Was As Eloquent As Demosthenes, I Would Have To Do No More Than Repeat A Single Word Three Times.