Masonry Is A Search After Light. That

Force, Unregulated Or Ill-regulated, Is Not Only Wasted In The Void, Like That Of Gunpowder Burned In The Open Air, And Steam Unconfined By Science; But, Striking In The Dark, And Its Blows Meeting Only The Air, They Recoil, And Bruise Itself.

Everything Actual Must Also First Have Been Possible, Before Having Actual Existence.

Will Is The Dynamic Soul-force.

One Man Is Equivalent To All Creation. One Man Is A World In Miniature.

Man Is Encompassed With A Dome Of Incomprehensible Wonders. In Him And About Him Is That Which Should Fill His Life With Majesty And Sacredness. Something Of Sublimity And Sanctity Has Thus Flashed Down From Heaven Into The Heart Of Every One That Lives.