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Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius-- and a read more
Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius-- and a lot of courage- -to move in the opposite direction.
'Tis good-will makes intelligence.
'Tis good-will makes intelligence.
The growth of the intellect is spontaneous in every expansion.
The mind that grows could not predict the times, read more
The growth of the intellect is spontaneous in every expansion.
The mind that grows could not predict the times, the means, the
mode of that spontaneity. God enters by a private door into
every individual.
A man is not a wall, whose stones are crushed upon the road; or a
pipe, whose fragments are read more
A man is not a wall, whose stones are crushed upon the road; or a
pipe, whose fragments are thrown away at a street corner. The
fragments of an intellect are always good.
I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has
endowed us with sense, reason, and read more
I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has
endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to
forgo their use.
The hand that follows intellect can achieve.
The hand that follows intellect can achieve.
Instinct perfected is a faculty of using and even constructing
organized instruments; intelligence perfected is the faculty of
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Instinct perfected is a faculty of using and even constructing
organized instruments; intelligence perfected is the faculty of
making and using unorganized instruments.
Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious
the world of God within us. There read more
Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious
the world of God within us. There lies the Land of Song; there
lies the poet's native land.