The Religion Of Christ Is Peace And

The Very Beautiful Rarely Love At All; Those Precious Images Are Placed Above The Reach Of The Passions: Time Alone Is Permitted To Efface Them.

Those Who Are Quite Satisfied Sit Still And Do Nothing; Those Who Are Not Quite Satisfied Are The Sole Benefactors Of The World.

That Which Moveth The Heart Most Is The Best Poetry; It Comes Nearest Unto God, The Source Of All Power.

I Strove With None, For None Was Worth My Strife. Nature I Loved And, Next To Nature, Art: I Warm'd Both Hands Before The Fire Of Life; It Sinks, And I Am Ready To Depart.

Happiness, Like Air And Water, The Other Two Great Requisites Of Life, Is Composite. One Kind Of It Suits One Man, Another Kind Another. The Elevated Mind Takes In And Breathes Out Again That Which Would Be Uncongenial To The Baser; And The Baser Draws Life And Enjoyment From That Which Would Be Putridity To The Loftier.