Knowing Is Not Enough; We Must Apply.

In The Colored Reflection We Have Life.

Let Your Trouble Be Light Will Follow Dark Though The Heaven Falls You May Hear The Lark.

How Often Do I Lull My Seething Blood To Rest, For You Have Never Seen Anything So Unsteady, So Uncertain, As This Heart.

All Beginnings Are Delightful; The Threshold Is The Place To Pause.

A Man's Name Is Not Like A Mantle Which Merely Hangs About Him...but A Perfectly Fitting Garment, Which, Like The Skin, Has Grown Over Him, At Which One Cannot Rake And Scrape Without Injuring The Man Himself.