All The Live Murmur Of A Summer's

And See All Sights From Pole To Pole, And Glance, And Nod, And Hustle By; And Never Once Possess Our Soul Before We Die.

Religion Is Ethics Heightened, Enkindled, Lit Up By Feeling

The True Meaning Of Religion Is Thus Not Simply Morality, But Morality Touched By Emotion.

I Keep Saying, Shakespeare, Shakespeare, You Are As Obscure As Life Is.

O Born In Days When Wits Were Fresh And Clear, And Life Ran Gaily As The Sparkling Thames; Before This Strange Disease Of Modern Life, With Its Sick Hurry, Its Divided Aims, Its Heads O'ertax'd, Its Palsied Hearts, Was Rife.