All Are Of The Race Of God,

Could I Love Less, I Should Be Happier Now.

Surely The Stars Are Images Of Love.

Let Each Man Think Himself An Act Of God, His Mind A Thought, His Life A Breath Of God; And Let Each Try, By Great Thoughts And Good Deeds, To Show The Most Of Heaven He Hath In Him.

Death, Thou Art Infinite; It Is Life Is Little.

Envy's A Coal Comes Hissing Hot From Hell.