The Whole Body Of The Arts And

All That Is Literature Seeks To Communicate Power

No Progressive Knowledge Will Ever Medicine That Dread Misgiving Of A Mysterious And Pathless Power Given To Words Of A Certain Import.

It Is An Impressive Truth That Sometimes In The Very Lowest Forms Of Duty, Less Than Which Would Rank A Man As A Villain, There Is, Nevertheless The Sublimest Ascent Of Self-sacrifice. To Do Less Would Class You As An Object Of Eternal Scorn, To Do So Much Presumes The Grandeur Of Heroism.

Even Imperfection Itself May Have Its Ideal Or Perfect State.

Call For The Grandest Of All Earthly Spectacles, What Is That? It Is The Sun Going To His Rest.