Doubt Of The Reality Of Love Ends

Music Is Harmony, Harmony Is Perfection, Perfection Is Our Dream, And Our Dream Is Heaven.

The Only Substance Properly So Called Is The Soul.

Order Is A Great Person's Need And Their True Well Being.

Happiness Does Away With Ugliness, And Even Makes The Beauty Of Beauty.

Time Is But The Space Between Our Memories; As Soon As We Cease To Perceive This Space, Time Has Disappeared.