See The Sun! God's Crest Upon His

The Truth Is Perilous Never To The True, Nor Knowledge To The Wise; And To The Fool, And To The False, Error And Truth Alike, Error Is Worse Than Ignorance.

Look On The Bee Upon The Wing 'mong Flowers; How Brave, How Bright His Life! Then Mark, Him Hiv'd, Cramp'd, Cringing In His Self-built, Social Cell, Thus It Is In The World-hive; Most Where Men Lie Deep In Cities As In Drifts.

My Favoured Temple Is An Humble Heart.

There Is No Disappointment We Endure One-half So Great As What We Are To Ourselves.

Prayer Is The Spirit Speaking Truth To Truth.