Better To Be Without Logic Than Without

The Writer Who Possesses The Creative Gift Owns Something Of Which He Is Not Always Master - Something That, At Times, Strangely Wills And Works For Itself.

Oh, I Am Not Going To Die, Am I? He Will Not Separate Us, We Have Been So Happy.

But What Is So Headstrong As Youth? What So Blind As Inexperience?

Friends Always Forget Those Whom Fortune Forsakes.

We Know That God Is Everywhere; But Certainly We Feel His Presence Most When His Works Are On The Grandest Scale Spread Before Us; And It Is In The Unclouded Night-sky, Where His Worlds Wheel Their Silent Course, That We Read Clearest His Infinitude, His Omnipotence, His Omnipresence.