Therefore I Summon Age / To Grant

No Thought Which Ever Stirred A Human Breast Should Be Untold.

We Find Great Things Are Made Of Little Things, And Little Things Go Lessening Till At Last Comes God Behind Them.

Smiling The Boy Fell Dead.

Love, Hope, Fear, Faith - These Make Humanity; These Are Its Sign And Note And Character.

As Is Your Sort Of Mind, So Is Your Sort Of Search: You Will Find What You Desire.