Things Refuse To Be Mismanaged For Long.

American Mind A Wilderness Of Opportunities.

What We Commonly Call Man, The Eating, Drinking, Planting, Counting Man, Does Not, As We Know Him, Represent Himself, But Misrepresents Himself. Him We Do Not Respect, But The Soul, Whose Organ He Is, Would He Let It Appear Through His Action, Would Make Our Knees Bend.

Everything In Our World, Even A Drop Of Dew, Is A Microcosm Of The Universe.

Only So Much Of Life Do I Know As I Have Lived.

The Preamble Of Thought, The Transition Through Which It Passes From The Unconscious To The Conscious, Is Action. Only So Much Do I Know, As I Have Lived. Instantly We Know Whose Words Are Loaded With Life, And Whose Not.