I Do Not See Why We Should

You Must Not Say That This Cannot Be, Or That That Is Contrary To Nature. You Do Not Know What Nature Is, Or What She Can Do; And Nobody Knows; Not Even Sir Roderick Murchison, Or Professor Huxley, Or Mr. Darwin, Or Professor Faraday, Or Mr. Grove, Or Any Other Of The Great Men Whom Good Boys Are Taught To Respect. They Are Very Wise Men; And You Must Listen Respectfully To All They Say: But Even If They Should Say, Which I Am Sure They Never Would, 'that Cannot Exist. That Is Contrary To Nature,' You Must Wait A Little, And See; For Perhaps Even They May Be Wrong.

Did Not Learned Men, Too, Hold, Till Within The Last Twenty-five Years, That A Flying Dragon Was An Impossible Monster? And Do We Not Now Know That There Are Hundreds Of Them Found Fossil Up And Down The World? People Call Them Pterodactyles: But That Is Only Because They Are Ashamed To Call Them Flying Dragons, After Denying So Long That Flying Dragons Could Exist.

Make It A Rule And Pray To God To Help You Keep It . . . Never, If Possible, To Lie Down At Night Without Being Able To Say "i Have Made One Human Being At Least A Little Wiser, A Little Happier, Or A Little Better This Day."

Therefore, Let Us Be Patient, Patient; And Let God Our Father Teach His Own Lesson, His Own Way. Let Us Try To Learn It Well And Quickly; But Do Not Let Us Fancy That He Will Ring The School-bell, And Send Us To Play Before Our Lesson Is Learnt.

Grandeur . . . Consists In Form, And Not In Size: And To The Eye Of The Philosopher, The Curve Drawn On A Paper Two Inches Long, Is Just As Magnificent, Just As Symbolic Of Divine Mysteries And Melodies, As When Embodied In The Span Of Some Cathedral Roof.