A Healthy Nature Needs No God Or

The Moor Has Done His Work, The Moor May Go.

The Game Of Life Looks Cheerful When One Carries A Treasure Safe In His Heart.

I Am Called The Richest Monarch In The Christian World; The Sun In My Dominion Never Sets.

As Noble Art Has Survived Noble Nature, So Too She Marches Ahead Of It, Fashioning And Awakening By Her Inspiration. Before Truth Sends Her Triumphant Light Into The Depths Of The Heart, Imagination Catches Its Rays, And The Peaks Of Humanity Will Be Glowing When Humid Night Still Lingers In The Valleys.

Be True, And Thou Shalt Fetter Time With Everlasting Chain.