Let Us Answer A Book Of Ink

All Things Are Moral. That Soul, Which Within Us Is A Sentiment, Outside Of Us Is A Law. We Feel Its Inspiration; Out There In History We Can See Its Fatal Strength.

Trust Your Instinct To The End, Though You Can Render No Reason.

We Never Touch But At Points.

The Civility Of No Race Can Be Perfect Whilst Another Race Is Degraded.

If The Stars Should Appear One Night In A Thousand Years, How Would Men Believe And Adore; And Preserve For Many Generations The Remembrance Of The City Of God Which Had Been Shown! But Every Night Come Out These Envoys Of Beauty, And Light The Universe With Their Admonishing Smile.