The Woman-soul Leadeth Us Upward And On!

Nature Is So Perfect That The Trinity Couldn't Have Fashioned Her Any More Perfect. She Is An Organ On Which Our Lord Plays And The Devil Works The Bellows.

Hold Your Powers Together For Something Good And Let Everything Go That Is For You Without Result And Is Not Suited To You.

Man Can Only Endure A Certain Degree Of Unhappiness; What Is Beyond That Either Annihilates Him Or Passes By Him And Leaves Him Apathetic

If One Has Not Read The Newspapers For Some Months And Then Reads Them All Together, One Sees, As One Never Saw Before, How Much Time Is Wasted With This Kind Of Literature.

One Can't Dull A Project Better Than By Discussing It Repeatedly.