History Shows That The Majority Of People

Nature, After All, Is Still The Grand Agent In Making Poets.

Properly Speaking, All True Work Is Religion.

A Man's Perfection Is His Work.

Metaphysics Is The Attempt Of The Mind To Rise Above The Mind.

Let Him Who Gropes Painfully In Darkness Or Uncertain Light, And Prays Vehemently That The Dawn May Ripen Into Day, Lay This Precept Well To Heart: "do The Duty Which Lies Nearest To Thee," Which Thou Know To Be A Duty! Thy Second Duty Will Already Have Become Clearer.