Truth Is The Foundation Of All Knowledge

When He Spoke, What Tender Words He Used! So Softly, That Like Flakes Of Feathered Snow, They Melted As They Fell.

If All The World Be Worth Thy Winning. / Think, Oh Think It Worth Enjoying: / Lovely Thaïs Sits Beside Thee, / Take The Good The Gods Provide Thee.

For Lawful Power Is Still Superior Found, When Long Driven Back, At Length It Stands The Ground.

…so When The Last And Dreadful Hour This Crumbling Pageant Shall Devour, The Trumpet Shall Be Heard On High, The Dead Shall Live, The Living Die, And Music Shall Untune The Sky

Reason Is A Crutch For Age, But Youth Is Strong Enough To Walk Alone.