Love Is The Art Of Hearts, And

Nature Means Necessity.

Stars Which Stand As Thick As Dewdrops On The Field Of Heaven.

I Run The Gauntlet Of A File Of Doubts, Each One Of Which Down Hurls Me To The Ground.

Life's But A Means Unto An End, That End, Beginning, Mean, And End To All Things--god.

Application Is The Price To Be Paid For Mental Acquisition. To Have The Harvest, We Must Sow The Seed.