The Merit Of Originality Is Not Novelty;

Science Has Done Much For Us; But It Is A Poor Science That Would Hide From Us The Great Deep Sacred Infinitude Of Nescience, On Which All Science Swims As A Mere Superficial Film.

Is Not Every Meanest Day The Confluence Of Two Eternities?

The Whole Past Is The Procession Of The Present.

One Must Verify Or Expel His Doubts, And Convert Them Into The Certainty Of Yes Or No.

Properly Speaking, All True Work Is Religion.