Winter Changes Into Stone The Water Of

There Is Something More Terrible Than A Hell Of Suffering--a Hell Of Boredom.

Oh Lord! Open The Doors Of Night For Me So That I May Leave This Place And Disappear.

Do Not Let It Be Your Aim To Be Something, But To Be Someone.

A Library Implies An Act Of Faith Which Generations, Still In Darkness Hid, Sign In Their Night In Witness Of The Dawn.

They Say Love Is Blindness Of Heart; I Say Not To Love Is Blindness.