The Laws Of Animality Govern Almost The

Our Life Is Nothing, It Is True, But Our Life Is Divine. A Breath Of Nature Annihilates Us, But We Surpass Nature In Penetrating Far Beyond Her Vast Phantasmagoria To The Changeless And The Eternal.

Analysis Kills Spontaneity. The Grain Once Ground Into Flour Springs And Germinates No More.

Will Localizes Us, Thought Universalizes Us.

Any Landscape Is A Condition Of The Spirit.

It Is Not What He Had, Or Even What He Does Which Expresses The Worth Of A Man, But What He Is.