Colour Itself Is A Degree Of Darkness.

Insofar As He Makes Use Of His Healthy Senses, Man Himself Is The Best And Most Exact Scientific Instrument Possible. The Greatest Misfortune Of Modern Physics Is That Its Experiments Have Been Set Apart From Man, As It Were, Physics Refuses To Recognize Nature In Anything Not Shown By Artificial Instruments, And Even Uses This As A Measure Of Its Accomplishments.

Truth Is A Torch, But A Terrific One; Therefore We All Try To Reach It With Closed Eyes, Lest We Should Be Scorched.

What Is Now The Foliage Moving? Air Is Still, And Hush'd The Breeze, Sultriness, This Fullness Loving, Through The Thicket, From The Trees. Now The Eye At Once Gleams Brightly, See! The Infant Band With Mirth Moves And Dances Nimbly, Lightly, As The Morning Gave It Birth, Flutt'ring Two And Two O'er Earth.

It Would Not Be Worth Your While To Reach The Age Of Seventy If All The Wisdom Of The World Were To Be Foolishness Before God.

Be Generous With Kindly Words, Especially About Those Who Are Absent.