Ignorance Is The Dominion Of

Life Is Change, To Cease To Change Is To Cease To Live; Yet If You May Shed A Tear Beside The Death-bed Of An Old Friend, Let Not Your Heart Be Silent On The Dissolving Of A Faith.

To Be Enthusiastic About Doing Much With Human Nature Is A Foolish Business Indeed; And, Throwing Himself Into His Work As He Was Doing, And Expecting So Much From It, Would Not The Tide Ebb As Strongly As It Was Flowing? It Is A Rash Game This Setting Our Hearts On Any Future Beyond What We Have Our Own Selves Control Over. Things Do Not Walk As We Settle With Ourselves They Ought To Walk, And To Hope Is Almost The Correlative Of To Be Disappointed.

It Is Ill Changing The Creed To Meet Each Rising Temptation. The Soul Is Truer Than It Seems, And Refuses To Be Trifled With.

The Essence Of True Nobility Is Neglect Of Self. Let The Thought Of Self Pass In, And The Beauty Of A Great Action Is Gone, Like The Bloom From A Soiled Flower.

I Have Long Been Convinced That The Christian Eucharist Is But A Continuation Of The Eleusinian Mysteries. St Paul, In Using The Word Teleiois, Almost Confirms This.