What is art
But life upon the larger scale, the higher,
When, graduating up in a spiral read more

What is art
But life upon the larger scale, the higher,
When, graduating up in a spiral line
Of still expanding and ascending gyres,
It pushed toward the intense significance
Of all things, hungry for the Infinite?
Art's life--and where we live, we suffer and toil.

With every passing hour our solar system comes forty-three
thousand miles closer to globular cluster 13 in the constellation read more

With every passing hour our solar system comes forty-three
thousand miles closer to globular cluster 13 in the constellation
Hercules, and still there are some misfits who continue to insist
that there is no such thing as progress.

Laws and institutions are constantly tending to gravitate. Like
clocks, they must be occasionally cleansed, and wound up, and read more

Laws and institutions are constantly tending to gravitate. Like
clocks, they must be occasionally cleansed, and wound up, and set
to true time.

Progress is
The law of life, man is not
Man as yet.

Progress is
The law of life, man is not
Man as yet.

He that is good, will infallibly become better, and he that is bad, will as certainly become worse; for vice, read more

He that is good, will infallibly become better, and he that is bad, will as certainly become worse; for vice, virtue and time are three things that never stand still.

Discontent is the first step in the progress of a man or a nation

Discontent is the first step in the progress of a man or a nation

Like plants in mines, which never saw the sun,
But dream of him, and guess where he may be,
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Like plants in mines, which never saw the sun,
But dream of him, and guess where he may be,
And do the best to climb, and get to him.

Progress might have been alright once, but it has gone on too long.

Progress might have been alright once, but it has gone on too long.

All rising to great place is by a winding stair.

All rising to great place is by a winding stair.