To Know Nothing Is The Happiest Life.

Bidden Or Unbidden, God Is Present.

Besides, It Happens (how, I Cannot Tell) That An Idea Launched Like A Javelin In Proverbial Form Strikes With Sharper Point On The Hearer's Mind And Leaves Implanted Barbs For Meditation.

Young Bodies Are Like Tender Plants, Which Grow And Become Hardened To Whatever Shape You've Trained Them.

By Burning Luther's Books You May Rid Your Bookshelves Of Him, But You Will Not Rid Men's Minds Of Him.

To Know Nothing Is The Happiest Life.