There Is A Place Where Contrarieties Are

The Pure Soul Shall Mount On Native Wings, . . . And Cut A Path Into The Heaven Of Glory.

The Woman That Does Not Love Your Frowns Will Never Embrace Your Smiles.

Every Tear From Every Eyebecomes A Babe In Eternity.

Gratitude Is Heaven Itself.

I Rest Not From My Great Task! | To Open The Eternal Worlds, | To Open The Immortal Eyes Of Man | Inwards Into The Worlds Of Thought; | Into Eternity, Ever Expanding | In The Bosom Of God, | The Human Imagination