Heaven Is To Be At Peace With

Though The Heart Wear The Garment Of Its Sorrow And Be Not Happy Like A Naked Star, Yet From The Thought Of Peace Some Peace We Borrow, Some Rapture From The Rapture Felt Afar.

I Like To Walk About Amidst The Beautiful Things That Adorn The World.

Prayer, Among Sane People, Has Never Superseded Practical Efforts To Secure The Desired End.

Reason And Happiness Are Like Other Flowers; They Wither When Plucked.

Religion Is Indeed A Convention Which A Man Must Be Bred In To Endure With Any Patience; And Yet Religion, For All Its Poetic Motley, Comes Closer Than Work-a-day Opinion To The Heart Of Things.