Gratitude, In Itself, Is Heaven.

I Rest Not From My Great Task! | To Open The Eternal Worlds, | To Open The Immortal Eyes Of Man | Inwards Into The Worlds Of Thought; | Into Eternity, Ever Expanding | In The Bosom Of God, | The Human Imagination

Knowledge Is Life With Wings

Art Degraded, Imagination Denied.

Eternity Is In Love With The Productions Of Time.

My Mother Groaned, My Father Wept, Into The Dangerous World I Leapt.