Love, And You Shall Be Loved.

Teach Me Your Mood, O Patient Stars. Who Climb Each Night, The Ancient Sky. Leaving On Space No Shade, No Scars, No Trace Of Age, No Fear To Die.

A Little Praise Goes A Great Ways.

We Surround Ourselves With The True Image Of Ourselves.

Education Should Be As Broad As Man.

Poverty, Frost, Famine, Rain, Disease, Are The Beadles And Guardsmen That Hold Us To Common Sense.