O Maternal Earth Which Rocks The Fallen

O Maternal Earth Which Rocks The Fallen Leaf To Sleep!

The Much-sought Prize Of Eternal Youth Is Just Arrested Growth.

To Love Is To Find Your Own Soul Through The Soul Of The Beloved One.

I Have Known The Silence Of The Stars And Of The Sea. And The Silence Of The City When It Pauses, And The Silence Of A Man And A Maid, And The Silence For Which Music Alone Finds The Word.

Immortality Is Not A Gift, Immortality Is An Achievement; And Only Those Who Strive Mightily Shall Possess It.