I'm Happier. I Guess I Made Up

For Beauty Is God's Handwriting...a Nd, Thank God For It As A Cup Of His Blessing.

The Book Of Nature Is The Book Of Fate. She Turns The Gigantic Pages, Leaf After Leaf Never Returning One.

Our Young People Are Diseased With The Theological Problems Of Original Sin, Origin Of Evil, Predestination, And The Like. These Never Presented A Practical Difficulty To Any Man,--never Darkened Across Any Man's Road, Who Did Not Go Out Of His Way To Seek Them. These Are The Soul's Mumps, And Measles, And Whooping- Coughs, And Those Who Have Not Caught Them Cannot Describe Their Health Or Prescribe A Cure. A Simple Mind Will Not Know These Enemies.

People Say Law But They Mean Wealth.

Cities Give Us Collision. 'tis Said, London And New York Take The Nonsense Out Of A Man.