The Candid Incline To Surmise Of Late

Ah, Love, - You Are My Unutterable Blessing.....i Am In Full Sunshine Now.

Men Are Not Angels, Neither Are They Brutes.

No Thought Which Ever Stirred A Human Breast Should Be Untold.

A People Is But The Attempt Of Many To Rise To The Completer Life Of One; And Those Who Live As Models For The Mass Are Singly Of More Value Than They All.

There Is An Inmost Center In Us All, Where Truth Abides In Fullness;....and, To Know, Rather Consists In Opening Out A Way Where The Imprisoned Splendor May Escape, Then In Effecting Entry For A Light Supposed To Be Without.