Nature Is An Aeolian Harp, A Musical

Accident Is Simply Unforeseen Order.

The Art Of Writing Books Is Not Yet Invented. But It Is At The Point Of Being Invented. Fragments Of This Nature Are Literary Seeds. There May Be Many An Infertile Grain Among Them: Nevertheless, If Only Some Come Up!

Only As Far As A Man Is Happily Married To Himself Is He Fit For Married Life And Family Life In General.

The Badge Of Honesty Is Simplicity.

The History Of Every Individual Man Should Be A Bible.