Knowledge Is The Antidote To Fear

The Prayer Of The Farmer Kneeling In His Field To Weed It, The Prayer Of The Rower Kneeling With The Stroke Of His Oar, Are True Prayers Heard Throughout Nature.

I Am A Willow Of The Wilderness, Loving The Wind That Bent Me.

New Arts Destroy The Old.

In Vain Produced, All Rays Return; Evil Will Bless, And Ice Will Burn.

The Counting-room Maxims Liberally Expounded Are Laws Of The Universe. The Merchant's Economy Is A Coarse Symbol Of The Soul's Economy. It Is, To Spend For Power, And Not For Pleasure.