A Man Who Is Certain He Is

What A Weak, Credulous, Incredulous, Unbelieving, Superstitious, Bold, Frightened, What A Ridiculous World Ours Is, As Far As Concerns The Mind Of Man. How Full Of Inconsistencies, Contradictions And Absurdities It Is. I Declare That Taking The Average Of Many Minds That Have Recently Come Before Me ... I Should Prefer The Obedience, Affections And Instinct Of A Dog Before It.

I Have Long Held An Opinion, Almost Amounting To Conviction, In Common I Believe With Many Other Lovers Of Natural Knowledge, That The Various Forms Under Which The Forces Of Matter Are Made Manifest Have One Common Origin; Or, In Other Words, Are So Directly Related And Mutually Dependent, That They Are Convertible, As It Were, One Into Another, And Possess Equivalents Of Power In Their Action.

I Shall Be With Christ, And That Is Enough.

I ... Express A Wish That You May, In Your Generation, Be Fit To Compare To A Candle; That You May, Like It, Shine As Lights To Those About You; That, In All Your Actions, You May Justify The Beauty Of The Taper By Making Your Deeds Honourable And Effectual In The Discharge Of Your Duty To Your Fellow-men.

It May Be A Weed Instead Of A Fish That, After All My Labour, I At Last Pull Up.