It May Be A Weed Instead Of

The Condition Of Matter I Have Dignified By The Term Electronic, The Electronic State. What Do You Think Of That? Am I Not A Bold Man, Ignorant As I Am, To Coin Words?

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.

There’s Nothing Quite As Frightening As Someone Who Knows They Are Right.

It May Be A Weed Instead Of A Fish That, After All My Labour, I At Last Pull Up.

Work, Finish, Publish.