Peace Is Rarely Denied To The Peaceful.

The Worst Of Me Is Known, And I Can Say That I Am Better Than The Reputation I Bear.

I Am My Own Heaven And Hell!

When The Measured Dance Of The Hours Brings Back The Happy Smile Of Spring, The Buried Dead Is Born Again In The Life-glance Of The Sun. The Germs Which Perished To The Eye Within The Cold Breast Of The Earth Spring Up With Joy In The Bright Realm Of Day.

Joy, In Nature's Wide Dominion, Mightiest Cause Of All Is Found; And 'tis Joy That Moves The Pinion When The Wheel Of Time Goes Round.

He Who Has Done His Best For His Own Time Has Lived For All Times.