How Good Is Life, The Mere Living!

'tis Only When They Spring To Heaven That Angels Reveal Themselves To You.

Fair Or Foul The Lot Apportioned Life On Earth, We Bear Alike.

Where The Heart Lies, Let The Brain Lie Also.

Are There Not, Dear Michael, Two Points In The Adventure Of The Diver,- One, When A Beggar He Prepares To Plunge; One, When A Prince He Rises With His Pearl? Festus, I Plunge.

There Is No Truer Truth Obtainable By Man Than Comes Of Music