And Gain Is Gain, However Small.

In The Morning Of The World, When Earth Was Nigher Heaven Than Now.

Measure Your Mind's Height By The Shade It Casts.

There Is An Inmost Center In Us All, Where Truth Abides In Fullness;....and, To Know, Rather Consists In Opening Out A Way Where The Imprisoned Splendor May Escape, Then In Effecting Entry For A Light Supposed To Be Without.

A Face To Lose Youth For, To Occupy Age With The Dream Of, Meet Death With.

The Common Problem, Yours, Mine, Everyone's Is ? Not To Fancy What Were Fair In Life Provided It Could Be ? But, Finding First What May Be, Then Find How To Make It Fair Up To Our Means.