The Cistern Contains: The Fountain Overflows.

Such, Such Were The Joys When We All, Girls And Boys, In Our Youth Time Were Seen On The Echoing Green.

The Wrath Of The Lion Is The Wisdom Of God.

Without Unceasing Practice Nothing Can Be Done. Practice Is Art. If You Leave Off You Are Lost.

Embraces Are Comminglings From The Head Even To The Feet, And Not A Pompous High Priest Entering By A Secret Place.

The Vision Of Christ That Thou Dost See Is My Vision's Greatest Enemy.