We See Past Time In A Telescope

The Convent Is Supreme Egotism Resulting In Supreme Self-denial.

An Increase Of Tenderness Always Ended By Boiling Over And Turning To Indignation. He Was At The Point Where We Seek To Adopt A Course, And To Accept What Tears Us Apart.

We Say And Exclaim Within Ourselves Without Breaking Silence, In A Tumult Where Everything Speaks Except Our Mouths. The Realities Of The Soul Are None The Less Real For Being Invisible And Impalpable.

The Smaller It Is The Heart, More Hatred Houses.

Wisdom And Eloquence Are Not Always United.