In Their Work, Then, As In Their

Organized Christianity Has Probably Done More To Retard The Ideals That Were Its Founder's Than Any Other Agency In The World.

Stay The Course, Light A Star, Change The World Where'er You Are.

I Meant To Do My Work Today But A Brown Bird Sang In The Apple Tree And A Butterfly Flitted Across The Field And All The Leaves Were Calling Me.

Perhaps We Too Seldom Reflect How Much The Life Of Nature Is One With The Life Of Man, How Unimportant Or Indeed Merely Seeming, The Difference Between Them.

Nature Is Forever Arriving And Forever Departing, Forever Approaching, Forever Vanishing; But In Her Vanishings There Seems To Be Ever The Waving Of A Hand, In All Her Partings A Promise Of Meetings Farther Along The Road.