On Our Earth We Can Only Love

From Harmony, From Heavenly Harmony, This Universal Frame Began: From Harmony To Harmony Through All The Compass Of The Notes It Ran, The Diapason Closing Full In Man.

I Almost Do Not Exist Now And I Know It; God Knows What Lives In Me In Place Of Me.

There Is Nothing Easier Than Lopping Off Heads And Nothing Harder Than Developing Ideas.

Man Is A Creative Animal, Doomed To Strive Toward A Goal, Engaged In Full-time Engineering.

...it All, Maybe, Most Likely, Indeed, Might Turn Out For The Best.