Morality Represents For Everybody A Thoroughly Definite

Yes! In The Sea Of Life Enisled, With Echoing Straits Between Us Thrown, Dotting The Shoreless Watery Wild, We Mortal Millions Live Alone.

The Bent Of Our Time Is Towards Science, Towards Knowing Things As They Are.

To Thee Only God Granted A Heart Ever New: To All Always Open; To All Always True.

For Poetry The Idea Is Everything; The Rest Is A World Of Illusion.

He Will Find One English Book And One Only, Where, As In The "iliad" Itself, Perfect Plainness Of Speech Is Allied With Perfect Nobleness; And That Book Is The Bible.