I Could Never Fear A God Who

Scepticism, Like Wisdom, Springs Out In Full Panoply Only From The Brain Of A God, And It Is Little Profit To See An Idea In Its Growth, Unless We Track Its Seed To The Power Which Sowed It.

A Person Possessed With An Idea Cannot Be Reasoned With.

To Be Enthusiastic About Doing Much With Human Nature Is A Foolish Business Indeed; And, Throwing Himself Into His Work As He Was Doing, And Expecting So Much From It, Would Not The Tide Ebb As Strongly As It Was Flowing? It Is A Rash Game This Setting Our Hearts On Any Future Beyond What We Have Our Own Selves Control Over. Things Do Not Walk As We Settle With Ourselves They Ought To Walk, And To Hope Is Almost The Correlative Of To Be Disappointed.

When A Woman's Heart Is Flowing Over For The First Time With Deep And Passionate Love, She Is All Love. Every Faculty Of Her Soul Rushes Together In The Intensity Of The One Feeling; Thought, Reflection, Conscience, Duty, The Past, The Future, They Are Names To Her Light As The Breath Which Speaks Them; Her Soul Is Full.

You Cannot Reason People Into Loving Those Whom They Are Not Drawn To Love; They Cannot Reason Themselves Into It; And There Are Some Contrarieties Of Temper Which Are Too Strong Even For The Obligations Of Relationship.