When Duty Whispers Low, Thou Must, The

I Would Put Myself In The Attitude To Look In The Eye An Abstract Truth, And I Cannot. I Blench And Withdraw On This Side And On That. I Seem To Know What He Meant Who Said, No Man Can See God Face To Face And Live.

Let Us Be Silent — So We May Hear The Whisper Of The Gods.

The Religions Are Obsolete When The Reforms Do Not Proceed From Them.

The Brevity Of Human Life Gives A Melancholy To The Profession Of The Architect.

The Conscious Utterance Of Thought, By Speech Or Action, To Any End, Is Art.