The Heavens Call To You, And Circle

Oh Blind! Oh Ignorant, Self-seeking Cupidity Which Spurs Us So In The Short Mortal Life And Steeps Us So Through All Eternity!

...ma Gia Volgena Il Mio Disio E'l Velle Si Come Rota Ch'igualmente E Mossa, L'amor Che Move: I Sole E L'altre Stelle ...as A Wheel Turns Smoothtly, Free From Jars, My Will And My Desire Were Turned By Love, The Love That Moves The Sun And The Other Stars.

Small Projects Need Much More Help Than Great.

Mankind, Why Do Ye Set Your Hearts On Things That, Of Necessity, May Not Be Shared?

There Is No Greater Sorrow Than To Recall Happiness In Times Of Misery.