In Good Company, The Individuals Merge Their

The Reality Is More Excellent Than The Report.

Ne Te Quaesiveris Extra." (do Not Seek For Things Outside Of Yourself)

It Is The Fault Of Our Rhetoric That We Cannot Strongly State One Fact Without Seeming To Belie Some Other.

We Do Not Quite Forgive A Giver. The Hand That Feeds Us Is In Some Danger Of Being Bitten. We Can Receive Anything From Love, Forthat Is A Way Of Receiving It From Ourselves; But Not From Any One Who Assumes To Bestow. We Sometimes Hate The Meat Which We Eat, Because There Seems Something Of Degrading Dependence In Living It.

Thought Dissolves The Material Universe By Carrying The Mind Up Into A Sphere Where All Is Plastic.