In Every Object There Is Inexhaustible Meaning.

Imperfection Clings To A Person, And If They Wait Till They Are Brushed Off Entirely, They Would Spin For Ever On Their Axis, Advancing Nowhere.

Quackery Gives Birth To Nothing; Gives Death To All Things.

The Latest Gospel In This World Is, Know Thy Work And Do It.

It Is Meritorious To Insist On Forms; Religion And All Else Naturally Clothes Itself In Forms. Everywhere The Formed World Is The Only Habitable One.

For Suffering And Enduring There Is No Remedy, But Striving And Doing.