Good Manners Are Made Up Of Petty

When I First Open My Eyes Upon The Morning Meadows And Look Out Upon The Beautiful World, I Thank God I Am Alive.

Look Out! Behind You!

It Is One Light Which Beams Out Of A Thousand Stars. It Is One Soul Which Animates All Men.

Science Corrects The Old Creeds, Sweeps Away, With Every New Perception, Our Infantile Catechisms, And Necessitates A Faith Commensurate With The Grander Orbits And Universal Laws Which It Discloses Yet It Does Not Surprise The Moral Sentiment That Was Older And Awaited Expectant These Larger Insights.

Washington, Where An Insignificant Individual May Trespass On A Nation's Time.