Doubt Is The Shadow Of Truth.

The Ground Of All Great Thoughts Is Sadness.

Men Might Be Better If We Better Deemed Of Them.

For Ivy Climbs The Crumbling Hall To Decorate Decay.

The World Is A Great Poem, And The World's The Words It Is Writ In, And We Souls The Thoughts.

Love Is The Art Of Hearts, And Heart Or Arts.