Love Is Sunshine, Hate Is Shadow, Life

There Are Two Angels That Attend Unseen Each One Of Us, And In Great Books Record Our Good And Evil Deeds. He Who Writes Down The Good Ones, After Every Action Closes His Volume, And Ascends With It To God. The Other Keeps His Dreadful Day-book Open Till Sunset, That We May Repent; Which Doing, The Record Of The Action Fades Away, And Leaves A Line Of White Across The Page. Now If My Act Be Good, As I Believe It, It Cannot Be Recalled. It Is Already Sealed Up In Heaven, As A Good Deed Accomplished. The Rest Is Yours.

Sorrow And Silence Are Strong, And Patient Endurance Is Godlike.

God Sifted A Whole Nation That He Might Send Choice Grain Over Into This Wilderness.

I Will Be A Man Among Men; And No Longer A Dreamer Among Shadows.

To Charm, To Strengthen, And To Teach: These Are The Three Great Chords Of Might.