Hope Is Nature's Veil For Hiding Truth's

Nature Is Man's Teacher. She Unfolds Her Treasures To His Search, Unseals His Eye, Illumes His Mind, And Purifies His Heart; An Influence Breathes From All The Sights And Sounds Of Her Existence.

Hope Is Nature's Veil For Hiding Truth's Nakedness.

I Am A Misanthrope And Yet Utterly Benevolent, Have More Than One Screw Loose Yet Am A Super-idealist Who Digests Philosophy More Efficiently Than Food.

Worry Is The Stomach's Worst Poison.

If I Have A Thousand Ideas And Only One Turns Out To Be Good, I Am Satisfied.