What Is The Price Of Experience? Do

Love Seeketh Not Itself To Please, Nor For Itself Hath Any Care, But For Another Gives Its Ease, And Builds A Heaven In Hell's Despair.

Think In The Morning. Act In The Noon. Eat In The Evening. Sleep In The Night.

Can I See Another's Woe, And Not Be In Sorrow Too? Can I See Another's Grief, And Not Seek For Kind Relief? Can I See A Falling Tear, And Not Feel My Sorrow's Share? Can A Father See His Child Weep, Nor Be With Sorrow Filled? Can A Mother Sit And Hear An Infant Groan, An Infant Fear? No, No! Never Can It Be! Never, Never Can It Be!

The Man Who Never In His Mind & Thoughts Travel'd To Heaven Is No Artist.

The Road Of Excess Leads To The Palace Of Wisdom.