Metaphysics Is The Attempt Of The Mind

Every Day That Is Born Into The World Comes Like A Burst Of Music And Rings The Whole Day Through, And You Make Of It A Dance, A Dirge, Or A Life March, As You Will.

Are Not Our Greatest Men As Good As Lost? The Men That Walk Daily Among Us, Warming Us, Feeding Us, Walk Shrouded In Darkness, Mere Mythic Men.

Labor, Wide As The Earth, Has Its Summit In Heaven.

Eternity Looks Grander And Kinder If Time Grow Meaner And More Hostile.

Metaphysics Is The Attempt Of The Mind To Rise Above The Mind.