This For God And This For Myself;

Progress Lies Not In Enhancing What Is, But In Advancing Toward What Will Be.

A Shy Failure Is Nobler Than An Immodest Success.

These Things He Said In Words. But Much In His Heart Remained Unsaid. For He Himself Could Not Speak His Deeper Secret.

Doubt Is A Pain Too Lonely To Know That Faith Is His Twin Brother.

A Poet Is A Bird Of Unearthly Excellence, Who Escapes From His Celestial Realm Arrives In This World Warbling. If We Do Not Cherish Him, He Spreads His Wings And Flies Back Into His Homeland.