Since Peace Is Alone The Gift Of

I Think Chemistry Is Being Frittered Away By The Hairsplitting Of The Organic Chemists; We Have New Compounds Discovered, Which Scarcely Differ From The Known Ones And When Discovered Are Valueless-very Illustrations Perhaps Of Their Refinements In Analysis, But Very Little Aiding The Progress Of True Science.

As When On Some Secluded Branch In Forest Far And Wide Sits Perched An Owl, Who, Full Of Self-conceit And Self-created Wisdom, Explains, Comments, Condemns, Ordains And Order Things Not Understood, Yet Full Of Importance Still Holds Forth To Stocks And Stones Around - So Sits And Scribbles Mike.

I ... Express A Wish That You May, In Your Generation, Be Fit To Compare To A Candle; That You May, Like It, Shine As Lights To Those About You; That, In All Your Actions, You May Justify The Beauty Of The Taper By Making Your Deeds Honourable And Effectual In The Discharge Of Your Duty To Your Fellow-men.

But Still Try, For Who Knows What Is Possible?

In Place Of Practising Wholesome Self-abnegation, We Ever Make The Wish The Father To The Thought: We Receive As Friendly That Which Agrees With, We Resist With Dislike That Which Opposes Us; Whereas The Very Reverse Is Required By Every Dictate Of Common Sense.