As The Master So The Valet.

Words Are The Motes Of Thought, And Nothing More.

The Goodness Of The Heart Is Shown In Deeds Of Peacefulness And Kindness. Hand And Heart Are One Thing With The Good, As Thou Should'st Be. Do My Words Trouble Thee? Then Treasure Them, Pain Overgot Gives Peace, As Death Doth Heaven. All Things That Speak Of Heaven Speak Of Peace.

It Matters Not How Long We Live But How.

A Poet Not In Love Is Out At Sea; He Must Have A Lay-figure.

We Live In Deeds, Not Years; In Thoughts, Not Breaths; In Feelings, Not In Figures On A Dial.