The Death-bed Of A Day, How Beautiful!

Star Canto: Star Speaks Light, And World To World Repeats The Passage Of The Universe To God; The Name Of Christ--the One Great Word Well Worth All Languages In Earth Or Heaven.

Worthy Books Are Not Companions – They Are Solitudes: We Lose Ourselves In Them And All Our Cares.

Man Is One; And He Hath One Great Heart. It Is Thus We Feel, With A Gigantic Throb Athwart The Sea, Each Other's Rights And Wrongs; Thus Are We Men.

Corruption Springs From Light: 'tis One Same Power Creates, Preserves, Destroys; Matter Whereon It Works, On E'er Self-transmutative Form, Common To Now The Living, Now The Dead.

It Matters Not How Long We Live But How.