Men Who Know The Same

If We Follow The Truth, It Will Bring Us Out Safe At Last.

Solitude Is Naught And Society Is Naught. Alternate Them And The Good Of Each Is Seen.

I Like The Church, I Like A Cowl, I Love A Prophet Of The Soul; And On My Heart Monastic Aisles Fall Like Sweet Strains Or Pensive Smiles; Yet Not For All His Faith Can See, Would I That Cowled Churchman Be.

The World Is The Perennial Miracle Which The Soul Worketh.

Of All Debts, Men Are Least Willing To Pay Their Taxes; What A Satire This Is On Government.