Be Not The Slave Of Your Own

Sanity Is Very Rare; Every Man Almost And Every Woman Has A Dash Of Madness.

To The Body And Mind Which Have Been Cramped By Noxious Work Or Company, Nature Is Medicinal And Restores Their Tone. The Tradesman, The Attorney Comes Out Of The Din And Craft Of The Street And Sees The Sky And The Woods, And Is A Man Again. In Their Eternal Calm, He Finds Himself.

Evil Is Merely Privative, Not Absolute: It Is Like Cold, Which Is The Privation Of Beat.

The Order Of Things Consents To Virtue.

There Is A Crack In Everything God Has Made