Most Joyful Let The Poet Be, It

We Smile At The Ignorance Of The Savage Who Cuts Down The Tree In Order To Reach Its Fruit; But The Same Blunder Is Made By Every Person Who Is Over Eager And Impatient In The Pursuit Of Pleasure.

The Fewer The Voices On The Side Of Truth, The More Distinct And Strong Must Be Your Own.

God Be Thanked For Books; They Are The Voices Of The Distant And The Dead, And Make Us Heirs Of The Spiritual Life Of Past Ages.

To Do God's Will As Fast As It Is Made Known To Us, To Inquire Hourly -- I Had Almost Said Each Moment -- What He Requires Of Us, And To Leave Ourselves, Our Friends, And Every Interest At His Control, With A Cheerful Trust That The Path Which He Marks Out Leads To Our Perfection And To Himself, -- This Is At Once Our Duty And Happiness; And Why Will We Not Walk In The Plain, Simple Way?.

True Love Is The Parent Of Humility.