True Love Is The Parent Of Humility.

Every Mind Was Made For Growth, For Knowledge, And Its Nature Is Sinned Against When It Is Doomed To Ignorance.

It Is Far More Important To Me To Preserve An Unblemished Conscience Than To Compass Any Object However Great.

God Be Thanked For Books; They Are The Voices Of The Distant And The Dead, And Make Us Heirs Of The Spiritual Life Of Past Ages.

My Highway Is Unfeatured Air, My Consorts Are The Sleepless Stars, And Men My Giant Arms Upbear My Arms Unstained And Free From Scars.

A Man May Quarrel With Himself Alone; That Is, By Controverting His Better Instincts And Knowledge When Brought Face To Face With Temptation.