Women Are Silver Dishes Into

We Love A Girl For Very Different Qualities Than Understanding. We Love Her For Her Beauty, Her Youth, Her Mirth, Her Confidingness, Her Character, With Its Faults, Caprices And God Knows What Other Inexpressible Charms; But We Do Not Love Her Understanding.

Some Books Seem To Have Been Written, Not To Teach Us Anything, But To Let Us Know That The Author Has Known Something.

The Primal Plant Is Going Be The Strangest Creature In The World, Which Nature Herself Must Envy Me. With This Model And The Key To It, It Will Be Possible To Go On For Ever Inventing Plants And Know That Their Existence Is Logical; That Is To Say, If They Do Not Actually Exist, They Could, For They Are Not The Shadowy Phantoms Of A Vain Imagination, But Possess An Inner Necessity And Truth. The Same Law Will Be Applicable To All Other Living Organisms.

A Really Great Talent Finds Its Happiness In Execution.

Were The Eye Not Of The Sun, How Could We Behold The Light? If God's Might And Ours Were Not As One, How Could His Work Enchant Our Sight?