Bald As The Bare Mountain Tops Are

Ah, Love, Let Us Be True To One Another! For The World, Which Seems To Lie Before Us Like A Land Of Dreams, So Various, So Beautiful, So New, Hath Really Neither Joy, Nor Love, Nor Light, Nor Certitude, Nor Peace, Nor Help For Pain; And We Are Here As On A Darkling Plain Swept With Confused Alarms Of Struggle And Flight, Where Ignorant Armies Clash By Night.

There Is No Better Motto Which It [culture] Can Have Than These Words Of Bishop Wilson, "to Make Reason And The Will Of God Prevail."

To The Bible Men Will Return; And Why? Because They Cannot Do Without It.

They... Who Await. No Gifts From Chance, Have Conquered Fate.

Resolve To Be Thyself: And Know That He Who Finds Himself, Loses His Misery.