The Idea Of God Ends In A

Not Always Can Flowers, Pearls, Poetry, Protestations, Nor Even Home In Another Heart, Content The Awful Soul That Dwells In Clay.

None Of Us Will Ever Accomplish Anything Excellent Or Commanding Except When He Listens To This Whisper Which Is Heard By Him Alone.

How We Hate This Solemn Ego That Accompanies The Learned, Like A Double, Wherever He Goes.

The Search After The Great Men Is The Dream Of Youth, And The Most Serious Occupation Of Manhood.

Commerce Is Of Trivial Import; Love, Faith, Truth Of Character, The Aspiration Of Man, These Are Sacred.