Goodness That Preaches Undoes Itself.

The Wings Of Time Are Black And White, Pied With Morning And With Night.

A Foolish Consistency Is The Hobgoblin Of Little Minds, Adored By Little Statesmen And Philosophers And Divines. With Consistency A Great Soul Has Simply Nothing To Do. He May As Well Concern Himself With His Shadow On The Wall. Speak What You Think Now In Hard Words And To-morrow Speak What To-morrow Thinks In Hard Words Again, Though It Contradict Every Thing You Said To-day.

As The Gardener, By Severe Pruning, Forces The Sap Of The Tree Into One Or Two Vigorous Limbs, So Should You Stop Off Your Miscellaneous Activity And Concentrate Your Force On One Or A Few Points.

Good Bye, Proud World! I'm Going Home; Thou Art Not My Friend, And I'm Not Thine

The Foundations Of A Person Are Not In Matter But In Spirit.