Each Man Is Haunted Until His Humanity

A Musician, An Artist, An Architect: The Man Or Woman Who Is Not One Of These Is Not A Christian.

Jerusalem (1804) And Did Those Feet In Ancient Time Walk Upon England's Mountains Green And Was The Holy Lamb Of God On England's Pleasant Pastures Seen And Did The Countenance Divine Shine Forth Upon Our Clouded Hills And Was Jerusalem Builded Here Among Those Dark Satanic Mills Bring Me My Bow Of Burning Gold Bring Me My Arrows Of Desire Bring Me My Spears O'clouds Unfold Bring Me My Chariot Of Fire I Will Not Cease From Mental Fight Nor Shall My Sword Sleep In My Hand 'til We Have Built Jerusalem In England's Green And Pleasant Land

The Person Who Does Not Believe In Miracles Surely Makes It Certain That He Or She Will Never Take Part In One.

The Eagle Never Lost So Much Time As When He Submitted To Learn Of The Crow

Great Things Are Done When Men And Mountains Meet.