Good Writers Are Of Necessity Rare.

Love Is Blind; Couch Not His Eyes.

No Deeply Rooted Tendency Was Ever Extirpated By Adverse Judgment. Not Having Originally Been Founded On Argument, It Cannot Be Destroyed By Logic.

Philosophy And Art Both Render The Invisible Visible By Imagination.

To Love Is For The Soul To Choose A Companion, And Travel With It Along The Perilous Defiles And Winding Ways Of Life; Mutually Sustaining, When It Is Rugged With Obstructions, And Mutually Rejoicing, When Rich Broad Plains And Sunny Slopes Make Journeying Delight.

The Great Desire Of This Age Is For A Doctrine Which May Serve To Condense Our Knowledge, Guide Our Researches, And Shape Our Lives, So That Conduct May Really Be The Consequence Of Belief