Hail To Thee, Blithe Spirit!

As Belief Is A Passion Of The Mind, No Degree Of Criminality Is Attachable To Disbelief.

A Single Word Even May Be A Spark Of Inextinguishable Thought

I Love Tranquil Solitude And Such Society As Is Quiet, Wise, And Good.

"blessed Are The Pure In Heart, For They Shall See God." Blessed Are Those Who Have Preserved Internal Sanctity Of Soul; Who Are Conscious Of No Secret Deceit; Who Are The Same In Act As They Are In Desire; Who Conceal No Thought, No Tendencies Of Thought, From Their Own Conscience; Who Are Faithful And Sincere Witnesses, Before The Tribunal Of Their Own Judgments, Of All That Passes Within Their Mind. Such As These Shall See God.

He Wanders, Like A Day-appearing Dream, Through The Dim Wildernesses Of The Mind; Through Desert Woods And Tracts, Which Seem Like Ocean, Homeless, Boundless, Unconfined.