Justice Does Not Descend From Its Own

These Have Not The Hope To Die.

Imagination, That Dost So Abstract Us That We Are Not Aware, Not Even When A Thousand Trumpets Sound About Our Ears!

Consider The Sea's Listless Chime: Time's Self It Is, Made Audible.

If Thou Follow Thy Star, Thou Canst Not Fail Of Glorious Heaven.

Mankind Is At Its Best When It Is Most Free.