What Dazzles, For The Moment Spends Its

My Inheritance How Lordly Wide And Fair; Time Is My Fair Seed-field, To Time I'm Heir.

There Are But Few Who Have Ideas And Are, At The Same Time, Capable Of Action. Ideas Enlarge But Stymie, Action Enlivens But Confines.

Nature Reacts Not Only To Physical Disease, But Also To Moral Weakness; When The Danger Increases; She Gives Us Greater Courage

Nature! We Are Enveloped And Embraced By Her, Incapable Of Emerging From Her And Incapable Of Entering Her More Deeply. Unbidden And Unwarned, She Receives Us Into The Circuits Of Her Dance, Drifting Onward With Us Herself, Until We Grow Tired And Drop From Her Arms.

The Ideal Of Beauty Is Simplicity And Tranquility.