The Temple Of Art Is

Ah! Soul Of Mine! Ah! Soul Of Mine! Thy Sluggish Senses Are But Bars That Stand Between Thee And The Stars, And Shut Thee From The World Divine.

Cost Is The Father And Compensation The Mother Of Progress.

The Moment We Recognize God As Supreme In Power And Infinitely Good And Loving Toward All His Intelligent Creatures, That Moment We Admit The Doctrine Of Universal And Special Providence.

Wants Keep Pace With Wealth Always.

It Is Better To Be A Self-made Man,--filled Up According To God's Original Pattern,--than To Be Half A Man, Made After Some Other Man's Pattern.