Make Us Happy And You Make Us

No, When The Fight Begins Within Himself, / A Man's Worth Something.

For Sudden The Worst Turns The Best To The Brave, The Black Minute's At End, And The Elements' Rage, The Fiend Voices That Rave, Shall Dwindle, Shall Blend, Shall Change, Shall Become First A Peace Out Of Pain, Then A Light, Then Thy Breast, O Thou Soul Of My Soul! I Shall Clasp Thee Again, And With God Be The Rest!

Thought Is The Soul Of Act.

Make No More Giants, God!but Elevate The Race At Once!

One Wise Man's Verdict Outweighs All The Fools'.