Who combats bravely is not therefore brave, He dreads a death-bed like the meanest slave: Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise,- His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.

Fear not the anger of the wise to raise; Those best can bear reproof who merit praise.

What will a child learn sooner than a song?

A work of art that contains theories is like an object on which the price tag has been left.

Death, only death, can break the lasting chain; And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain

When to the Permanent is sacrificed the Mutable, the prize is thine: the drop returneth whence it came. The Open Path leads to the changeless change - Non-Being, the glorious state of Absoluteness, the Bliss past human thought.

Good God! how often are we to die before we go quite off this stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and the best part.