Every Man Is My Superior In That

Society Is Founded Upon Cloth.

The Latest Gospel In This World Is, Know Thy Work And Do It.

Rightly Viewed No Meanest Object Is Insignificant; All Objects Are As Windows Through Which The Philosophic Eye Looks Into Infinitude Itself.

If I Had My Way, The World Would Hear A Pretty Stern Command - Exit Christ.

Even In The Meanest Sorts Of Labor, The Whole Soul Of A Man Is Composed Into A Kind Of Real Harmony The Instant He Sets Himself To Work.