Nature Is The Master Of Talents; Genius

Work And Wait, Work And Wait Is What God Says To Us In Creation.

Poet, Forger Of Ideals, Dreamer Among The Possibilities Of Life, Prophet Of The Millenium, Do You Get Impatient With The Prosaic Life Around You -- The Dulness, And The Earthliness, And The Brutishness Of Men? Fret Not. Go Forward Into The Realm Which Stretches Before You; Climb The Highest Mountain You Can Reach, And Plant A Cross There. The Nations Will Come Up To It Some Day. Work For Immortality If You Will; Then Wait For It. If Your Own Age Fail To Recognize You, A Coming Age Will Not.

There Are Crowds Who Trample A Flower Into The Dust Without Thinking Once That They Have One Of The Sweetest Thoughts Of God Under Their Heel.

A Man Who Feels That His Religion Is A Slavery Has Not Begun To Comprehend The Real Nature Of Religion.

There Is No Truth Which Personal Vice Will Not Distort.