Nature And Books Belong To The Eyes

Not Always Can Flowers, Pearls, Poetry, Protestations, Nor Even Home In Another Heart, Content The Awful Soul That Dwells In Clay.

Every Man Has A Choice Between Love Of Truth And Love Of Repose. Love Of Repose Brings Him A Solid Reputation And Peaceful Life; Love Of Truth Keeps Him In Suspense. A Man Who Loves Truth Respects The Highest Law Of His Being.

Let None Presume To Measure The Irregularities Of Michael Angelo Or Socrates By Village Scales.

Let The River Roll Which Way It Will, Cities Will Rise On Its Banks.

The Great Majority Of Men Grow Up And Grow Old In Seeming And Following.