Faith Is The Heroism Of The Intellect.

Any Supreme Insight Is A Metaphor.

So Far From Genius Discarding Law, Rather Is It The Supreme Joy Of Genius To Re-enact The Eternal And Unwritten Law In The Chamber Of Its Own Intel-lect.

Science Is Busy With The Hither-end Of Things, Not The Thither-end.

Faith Is A Kind Of Winged Intellect. The Great Workmen Of History Have Been Men Who Believed Like Giants.

Every Thought Was Once A Poem.