Toleration Is The Best Religion.

In My Old Age There Is A Coming Into Flower. My Body Wanes; My Mind Waxes.

There Is In Every Village A Torch - The Teacher; And An Extinguisher - The Priest.

One Is Not Idle Because One Is Absorbed. There Is Both Visible And Invisible Labor. To Contemplate Is To Toil, To Think Is To Do. The Crossed Arms Work, The Clasped Hands Act. The Eyes Upturned To Heaven Are An Act Of Creation.

As We Have Explained, In First Love The Soul Is Taken Long Before The Body; Later The Body Is Taken Long Before The Soul; Sometimes The Soul Is Not Taken At All.

Enthusiasm Is The Fever Of Reason.