As The Heart Is, So Is Love

Sculpture Is More Divine, And More Like Nature, That Fashions All Her Works In High Relief, And That Is Sculpture. This Vast Ball, The Earth, Was Moulded Out Of Clay, And Baked In Fire; Men, Women, And All Animals That Breathe Are Statues, And Not Paintings.

Prayer Is Innocence's Friend; And Willingly Flieth Incessant 'twist The Earth And The Sky, The Carrier-pigeon Of Heaven.

Thought Takes Man Out Of Servitude, Into Freedom.

Look, Then, Into Thine Heart, And Write!

All Things Come Round To Him Who Will But Wait.