The Greatest Fault Is To Be Conscious

Silence Is The Element In Which Great Things Fashion Themselves Together.

All Human Things Do Require To Have An Ideal In Them; To Have Some Soul In Them.

The Whole Past Is The Procession Of The Present.

We Observe With Confidence That The Truly Strong Mind, View It As Intellect Or Morality, Or Under Any Other Aspect, Is Nowise The Mind Acquainted With Its Strength; That Here The Sign Of Health Is Unconsciousness.

Thought, True Labor Of Any Kind, Highest Virtue Itself, Is It Not The Daughter Of Pain?