Greatness Is Always Envied - It Is

When One Loves God Better Than The Church Is One Called A Heretic?

In My Opinion, The Divine Is Revealed To All Men Once At Least In Their Lives.

A Fine Morning's Killing, Ay! All Their Necks Wrung - All Dead Birds! Once They Could Fly - Fly And Swim! Fly And Swim! All Dead Now - And Sold Cheap In The Open Market!

Love, If It Be Love Indeed, Asks No Permission As To Where It Shall Seek Vantage Ground Or Gain Its Victory - It Is Of All Powers The Most Unfettered And The One Which Takes The Widest Course Of Largest Liberty.

If We Choose To Be No More Than Clods Of Clay, Then We Shall Be Used As Clods Of Clay For Braver Feet To Tread On.