Do Not Speak Of God Much. After

The Good Writer Seems To Be Writing About Himself, But Has His Eye Always On That Thread Of The Universe Which Runs Through Himself And All Things.

If We Will Take The Good We Find, Asking No Questions, We Shall Have Heaping Measures. The Great Gifts Are Not Got By Analysis. Everything Good Is On The Highway. The Middle Region Of Our Being Is The Temperate Zone.

Why Should We Be Cowed By The Name Of Action?.

[d]ivine Providence... Keeps The Universe Open In Every Direction To The Soul.

Let The River Roll Which Way It Will, Cities Will Rise On Its Banks.