The Burden Of The Incommunicable.

The Pulpit Style Of Germany Has Been Always Rustically Negligent, Or Bristling With Pedantry.

A Great Scholar, In The Highest Sense Of The Term, Is Not One Who Depends Simply On An Infinite Memory, But Also On An Infinite And Electrical Power Of Combination; Bringing Together From The Four Winds, Like The Angel Of The Resurrection, What Else Were Dust From Dead Men's Bones, Into The Unity Of Breathing Life.

Even Imperfection Itself May Have Its Ideal Or Perfect State.

Fierce Sectarianism Breeds Fierce Latitudinarianism.

Thou Hast The Keys Of Paradise, Oh, Just, Subtle, And Mighty Opium!