I Count Life Just A Stuff To

Progress Is The Law Of Life: Man Is Not Man As Yet.

There Shall Never Be One Lost Good! What Was, Shall Live As Before; The Evil Is Null, Is Nought, Is Silence Implying Sound; What Was Good Shall Be Good, With For Evil So Much Good More; On The Earth The Broken Arcs; In The Heaven, A Perfect Round.

Death: The Grand Perhaps.

A People Is But The Attempt Of Many To Rise To The Completer Life Of One; And Those Who Live As Models For The Mass Are Singly Of More Value Than They All.

Grow Old With Me. The Best Is Yet To Be. The Last Of Life For Which The First Was Made.