Evil Alone Has Oil For Every Wheel.

Father, I Beg Of Thee A Little Task To Dignify My Days, 'tis All I Ask.

Life In Itself Is Nothing, An Empty Cup, A Flight Of Uncarpeted Stairs.

Time Can Make Soft That Iron Wood.

The World Stands Out On Either Side, No Wider Than The Heart Is Wide.

That Which Has Quelled Me, Lives With Me, Accomplice In Catastrophe.