No Sensible Person Ever Made An Apology.

We Know Truth When We See It, From Opinion, As We Know When We Are Awake That We Are Awake.

To Eat Bread Is One Thing; To Love The Precepts Of Christ And Resolve To Obey Them Is Quite Another.

I Am The Lover Of Uncontained And Immortal Beauty. In The Wilderness, I Find Something More Dear And Connate Than In Streets Or Villages. In The Tranquil Landscape, And Especially In The Distant Line Of The Horizon, Man Beholds Somewhat As Beautiful As His Own Nature.

The Finished Man Of The World Must Eat Of Every Apple Once.

Solitude Is Naught And Society Is Naught. Alternate Them And The Good Of Each Is Seen.