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Faith Is Mind At Its Best, Its Bravest, And Its Fiercest. Faith Is Thought Become Poetry, And Absorbing Into Itself The Soul's Great, Passions. Faith Is Intellect Carried Up To Its Transfigurement.

My Sin Is The Black Spot Which My Bad Act Makes, Seen Against The Disk Of The Sun Of Righteousness. Hence Religion And Sin Come And Go Together.

Laws Of Nature Are God's Thoughts Thinking Themselves Out In The Orbs And The Tides.

Pity Is Not Enough Better Than Indifference To Benefit Materially Either Agent Or Recipient.

Ideals We Do Not Make. We Discover, Not Invent, Them.