A Sad Spectacle. If They

No Man Is Born Without Ambitious Worldly Desires.

No Iron Chain, Or Outward Force Of Any Kind, Could Ever Compel The Soul Of Man To Believe Or To Disbelieve: It Is His Own Indefeasible Light, That Judgment Of His; He Will Reign And Believe There By The Grace Of God Alone!

Blessed Be The God's Voice; For It Is True, And Falsehoods Have To Cease Before It!

The Old Cathedrals Are Good, But The Great Blue Dome That Hangs Over Everything Is Better.

The Philosopher Is He To Whom The Highest Has Descended, And The Lowest Has Mounted Up; Who Is The Equal And Kindly Brother Of All.