Dogma Is The Convictions Of One Man

Simplicity Should Not Be Identified With Bareness.

It Is The Nature Of The Noble And The Good And The Wise That They Impart To Us Of Their Nobility And Their Goodness And Their Wisdom While They Live, Making It Natural For Us To Breathe The Air They Breathe And Giving Us Confidence In Our Own Untested Powers. And The Same Influence In More Ethereal Fashion They Continue To Exert After They Are Gone.

As The Light Of Morning Strikes Now One Peak And Then Another, Some Being Illuminated While Others Are In The Shadow, So The Light Of The Essential Moral Principle Shines Now Upon One Duty And Then Upon Another, While Others Are In The Shadow.

The Hero Is One Who Kindles A Great Light In The World, Who Sets Up Blazing Torches In The Dark Streets Of Life For Men To See By. The Saint Is The Man Who Walks Through The Dark Paths Of The World, Himself A Light.

By What Sort Of Experience Are We Led To The Conviction That Spirit Exists? On The Whole, By Searching, Painful Experience. The Rose Religion Grows On A Thorn-bush, And We Must Not Be Afraid To Have Our Fingers Lacerated By The Thorns If We Would Pluck The Rose.