Two angels guide
The path of man, both aged and yet young.
As angels are, ripening through read more

Two angels guide
The path of man, both aged and yet young.
As angels are, ripening through endless years,
On one he leans: some call her Memory,
And some Tradition; and her voice is sweet,
With deep mysterious accords: the other,
Floating above, holds down a lamp with streams
A light divine and searching on the earth,
Compelling eyes and footsteps. Memory yields,
Yet clings with loving check, and shines anew,
Reflecting all the rays of that bright lamp
Our angel Reason holds. We had not walked
But for Tradition; we walk evermore
To higher paths by brightening Reason's lamp.

Reason is the test of ridicule, not ridicule the test of truth.

Reason is the test of ridicule, not ridicule the test of truth.

Man has received direct from God only one instrument wherewith to know himself and to know his relation to the read more

Man has received direct from God only one instrument wherewith to know himself and to know his relation to the universe--he has no other--and that instrument is reason.

An appeal to the reason of the people has never been known to fail in the long run.

An appeal to the reason of the people has never been known to fail in the long run.

To be rational is so glorious a thing, that two-legged creatures
generally content themselves with the title.

To be rational is so glorious a thing, that two-legged creatures
generally content themselves with the title.

The reasoning of the strongest is always the best.
[Fr., La raison du plus fort est toujours la meilleure.]

The reasoning of the strongest is always the best.
[Fr., La raison du plus fort est toujours la meilleure.]

To the people I forgot, you weren't on my mind for some reason and you probably don't deserve any thanks read more

To the people I forgot, you weren't on my mind for some reason and you probably don't deserve any thanks anyway.

There are as many reasons for running as there are days in the year, years in my life. But mostly read more

There are as many reasons for running as there are days in the year, years in my life. But mostly I run because I am an animal and a child, an artist and a saint. So, too, are you. Find your own play, your own self-renewing compulsion, and you will become the person you are meant to be.

There is no reason to repeat bad history.

There is no reason to repeat bad history.