Joys Impregnate. Sorrows Bring Forth.

I Heard An Angel Singing; When The Day Was Springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is The World's Release.

To The Eyes Of The Man Of Imagination, Nature Is Imagination Itself.

I Must Create A System Or Be Enslaved By Another Mans; I Will Not Reason And Compare: My Business Is To Create.

Celebrate Your Existence!

In Seed Time Learn, In Harvest Teach, In Winter Enjoy.