Light Is The Symbol Of Truth.

To Genius Life Never Grows Commonplace.

Not Suffering, But Faint Heart, Is Worst Of Woes.

As Life Runs On, The Road Grows Strange With Faces New - And Near The End. The Milestones Into Headstones Change, Neath Every One A Friend.

I Don't Believe In Princerple, But Oh I Du In Interest.

The Thing We Long For, That We Are For One Transcendent Moment.