The Three Great Problems Of This Century;

If We Must Suffer, Let Us Suffer Nobly.

Because One Doesn't Like The Way Things Are Is No Reason To Be Unjust Towards God.

Men Become Accustomed To Poison By Degrees.

Winter Is On My Head, But Eternal Spring Is In My Heart. The Nearer I Approach The End, The Plainer I Hear Around Me The Immortal Symphonies Of The Worlds Which Invite Me. . . . For Half A Century I Have Been Writing Thoughts In Prose, Verse, History, Drama, Romance, Tradition, Satire, Ode, And Song. I Have Tried Them All, But I Feel I Have Not Said A Thousandth Part Of That Which Is Within Me. When I Go Down To The Grave, I Can Say "i Have Finished My Day's Work," But I Cannot Say "i Have Finished My Life's Work."

God Put In Man Thought; Society, Action; Nature, Revery.