My Books Are Friends That Never Fail

Acorns Are Planted Silently By Some Unnoticed Breeze.

It Is Meritorious To Insist On Forms; Religion And All Else Naturally Clothes Itself In Forms. Everywhere The Formed World Is The Only Habitable One.

Is Not Every Meanest Day The Confluence Of Two Eternities?

Originality Is A Thing We Constantly Clamour For, And Constantly Quarrel With.

A False Man Found A Religion? Why, A False Man Cannot Build A Brick House!