The Value Of Ourselves Is

I Am Moved By The Light.

No Living Creature, Not Even Man, Has Achieved, In The Centre Of His Sphere, What The Bee Has Achieved In Her Own: And Were Some One From Another World To Descend And Ask Of The Earth The Most Perfect Creation Of The Logic Of Life, We Should Needs Have To Offer The Humble Comb Of Honey.

In The World Which We Know, Among The Different And Primitive Geniuses That Preside Over The Evolution Of The Several Species, There Exists Not One, Excepting That Of The Dog, That Ever Gave A Thought To The Presence Of Man.

Sacrifice May Be A Flower That Virtue Will Pluck On Its Road, But It Was Not To Gather This Flower That Virtue Set Forth On Its Travels.

It Is Far More Important That One's Life Should Be Perceived Than That It Should Be Transformed; For No Sooner Has It Been Perceived, Than It Transforms Itself Of Its Own Accord.