A Great Artist... Must Be Shaken By

Higher Yet And Higher Out Of Clouds And Night, Nearer Yet And Nearer Rising To The Light - Light, Serene And Holy Where My Soul May Rest, Purified And Lowly, Sanctified And Blest.

We Are Shaped And Fashioned By What We Love

Correction Does Much, But Encouragement Does More.

In All Our Academies We Attempt Far Too Much. ... In Earlier Times Lectures Were Delivered Upon Chemistry And Botany As Branches Of Medicine, And The Medical Student Learned Enough Of Them. Now, However, Chemistry And Botany Are Become Sciences Of Themselves, Incapable Of Comprehension By A Hasty Survey, And Each Demanding The Study Of A Whole Life, Yet We Expect The Medical Student To Understand Them. He Who Is Prudent, Accordingly Declines All Distracting Claims Upon His Time, And Limits Himself To A Single Branch And Becomes Expert In One Thing.

I Am A Part Of The Part That At First Was All, Part Of The Darkness That Gave Birth To The Light, That Supercilious Light Which Now Disputes With Mother Night Her Ancient Rank And Space, And Yet Cannot Succeed; No Matter How It Struggles, It Sticks To Matter And Can't Get Free. Light Flows From Substance, Makes It Beautiful.