The Love Of Our Neighbor Is The

But I Begin To Think The Chief Difficulty In Writing A Book Must Be To Keep Out What Does Not Belong To It.

All That Is Made Seems Planless To The Darkened Mind, Because There Are More Plans Than It Looked For...there Seems No Plan Because It Is All Plan: There Seems No Centre Because It Is All Centre.

Life And Religion Are One, Or Neither Is Any Thing.

What Would The Living One Have Me Do?

Where There Is No Choice, We Do Well To Make No Difficulty.