The Hearing Ear Is Always Found Close

Every Man Has A Vocation. The Talent Is The Call.

All Is A Riddle, And The Key To A Riddle...is Another Riddle.

It Is A Mischievous Notion That We Are Come Late Into Nature; That The World Was Finished A Long Time Ago. As The World Was Plastic And Fluid In The Hands Of God, So It Is Ever To So Much Of His Attributes As We Bring To It. To Ignorance And Sin, It Is Flint. They Adapt To Themselves To It As They May; But In Proportion As A Man Has Anything In Him Divine, The Firmament Flows Before Him And Takes His Signet And Form.

All Promise Outruns Performance.

This Valley Is The Only Place That Comes Up To The Brag About It, And Exceeds It.