All Things That Speak Of Heaven Speak

Evil Then Results From Imperfection.

Obey Thy Genius, For A Minister It Is Unto The Throne Of Fate. Draw To Thy Soul, And Centralize The Rays Which Are Around Of The Divinity.

Words Are The Motes Of Thought, And Nothing More.

When Pride Thaws, Look For Floods.

My Favoured Temple Is An Humble Heart.