I Shall Be With Christ, And That

Water Is To Me, I Confess, A Phenomenon Which Continually Awakens New Feelings Of Wonder As Often As I View It.

It Is Right That We Should Stand By And Act On Our Principles; But Not Right To Hold Them In Obstinate Blindness, Or Retain Them When Proved To Be Erroneous.

... And What Good Is A Baby?

Whereas, According To The Declaration Of That True Man Of The World Talleyrand, The Use Of Language Is To Conceal The Thoughts; This Is To Declare In The Present Instance, When I Say I Am Not Able To Bear Much Talking, It Means Really, And Without Any Mistake, Or Equivocation, Or Oblique Meaning, Or Implication, Or Subterfuge, Or Omission, That I Am Not Able; Being At Present Rather Weak In The Head, And Able To Work No More.

When I Consider The Multitude Of Associated Forces Which Are Diffused Through Nature - When I Think Of That Calm Balancing Of Their Energies Which Enables Those Most Powerful In Themselves, Most Destructive To The World's Creatures And Economy, To Dwell Associated Together And Be Made Subservient To The Wants Of Creation, I Rise From The Contemplation More Than Ever Impressed With The Wisdom, The Beneficence, And Grandeur, Beyond Our Language To Express, Of The Great Disposer Of Us All.