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Character Wants Room; Must Not Be Crowded On By Persons, Nor Be Judged From Glimpses Got In The Press Of Affairs, Or On Few Occasions. It Needs Perspective, As A Great Building.

We Seldom See Anybody Who Is Not Uneasy Or Afraid To Live.

The World Is The Perennial Miracle Which The Soul Worketh.

Write It On Your Heart That Every Day Is The Best Day In The Year.

Go Cherish Your Soul; Express Companions; Set Your Habits To A Life Of Solitude; Then Will The Faculties Rise Fair And Full Within.