The Stench Of The Trail Of Ego

Not Till The Fire Is Dying In The Grate, Look We For Any Kinship With The Stars. Oh, Wisdom Never Comes When It Is Gold, And The Great Price We Paid For It Full Worth: We Have It Only When We Are Half Earth. Little Avails That Coinage To The Old!

My Religion Of Life Is Always To Be Cheerful.

Prayer For Worldly Goods Is Worse Than Fruitless, But Prayer For Strength Of Soul Is That Passion Of The Soul Which Catches The Gift It Seeks.

Speech Is The Small Change Of Silence.

Who Rises From Prayer A Better Man, His Prayer Is Answered.