Every Sunset Brings The Promise Of A

That For Which Paul Lived And Died So Gloriously; That For Which Jesus Gave Himself To Be Crucified; The End That Animated The Thousand Martyrs And Heroes Who Have Followed His Steps, Was To Redeem Us From A Formal Religion, And Teach Us To Seek Our Well-being In The Formation Of The Soul.

Do That Which You Fear To Do, And The Fear Will Die.

The World Is Plentiful With Honey, But Only The Humble Bee Can Collect It.

A Painter Told Me That Nobody Could Draw A Tree Without In Some Sort Becoming A Tree.

In The Great Books Of India, An Empire Spoke To Us, Nothing Small Or Unworthy, But Large, Serene, Consistent, The Voice Of An Old Intelligence, Which In Another Age And Climate Had Pondered And Thus Disposed Of The Questions That Exercise Us.