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Faith And Love Are Apt To Be Spasmodic In The Best Minds: Men Live On The Brink Of Mysteries And Harmonies Into Which Yet They Never Enter, And With Their Hand On The Doorlatch They Die Outside.

Good Churches Are Not Built By Bad Men; At Least, There Must Be Probity And Enthusiasm Somewhere In The Society. These Minsters Were Neither Built Nor Filled By Atheists.

It Seems As If The Day Was Not Wholly Profane In Which We Have Given Heed To Some Natural Object.

Silence Is A Solvent That Destroys Personality, And Gives Us Leave To Be Great And Universal.

The Virtue Of Books Is To Be Readable.