Names Are But Noise And Smoke, Obscuring

God Could Cause Us Considerable Embarrassment By Revealing All The Secrets Of Nature To Us: We Should Not Know What To Do For Sheer Apathy And Boredom.

A Person Hears Only What They Understand.

The Brilliant Passes, Like The Dew At Morn; The True Endures, For Ages Yet Unborn.

Confronted By Outstanding Merit, There Is No Way Of Saving One's Ego Except By Love

Take Life Too Seriously, And What Is It Worth? If The Morning Wake Us To No New Joys, If The Evening Bring Us Not The Hope Of New Pleasure, Is It Worthwhile To Dress And Undress?