Where The Apple Reddens Never Pry -

I Judge People By What They Might Be, - Not Are, Nor Will Be.

God Is The Perfect Poet.

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

Inscribe All Human Effort With One Word, Artistry's Haunting Curse, The Incomplete!

The Candid Incline To Surmise Of Late That The Christian Faith Proves False.