I Cannot Forgive A Scholar His Homeless

God Builds His Temple In The Heart On The Ruins Of Churches And Religions.

Self Trust Is The Essence Of Heroism.

You Cannot Make A Cheap Palace.

Nature Is A Rag-merchant, Who Works Up Every Shred And Ort And End Into New Creations; Like A Good Chemist, Whom I Found, The Other Day, In His Laboratory, Converting His Old Shirts Into Pure White Sugar.

Desire Is Possibility Seeking Expression.