He Walks Abreast With His Days And

Can Anything Be So Elegant As To Have Few Wants, And To Serve Them One's Self?

The Love That You Withhold Is The Pain That You Carry.

The Reality Is More Excellent Than The Report.

God Will Have Life To Be Real; We Will Be Damned, But It Shall Be Theatrical.

Prayer That Craves A Particular Commodity—anything Less Than All Good, Is Vicious. Prayer Is The Contemplation Of The Facts Of Life From The Highest Point Of View. It Is The Soliloquy Of A Beholding And Jubilant Soul. It Is The Spirit Of God Pronouncing His Works Good. But Prayer As A Means To Effect A Private End Is Theft And Meanness. It Supposes Dualism And Not Unity In Nature And Consciousness. As Soon As The Man Is At One With God, He Will Not Beg.