The Happy Do Not Believe In Miracles.

Nature! We Are Surrounded By Her And Locked In Her Clasp: Powerless To Leave Her, And Powerless To Come Closer To Her. Unasked And Unwarned She Takes Us Up Into The Whirl Of Her Dance, And Hurries On With Us Till We Are Weary And Fall From Her Arms.

Experiments Are Mediators Between Nature And Idea.

To Live As One Likes Is Plebian The Noble Man Aspires To Order And Law.

Character Develops Itself In The Stream Of Life.

One Ought, Everyday, To Hear A Song, Read A Fine Poem, And, If Possible, To Speak A Few Reasonable Words.