Love Is A Beautiful Image Imagined Or

I Live And Love In God's Peculiar Light.

I Am Always Learning.

There Is No Tongue To Speak His Eulogy; Too Brightly Burned His Splendour For Our Eyes: Far Easier To Condemn His Injurers, Than For The Tongue To Reach His Smallest Worth. He To The Realms Of Sinfulness Came Down, To Teach Mankind; Ascending Then To God, Heaven Unbarred To Him Her Lofty Gates, To Whom His Country Hers Refused To Ope. Ungrateful Land, To Its Own Injury Nurse Of His Fate! Well Too Does This Instruct, That Greatest Ills Fall To The Perfectest. And 'midst A Thousand Proofs, Let This Suffice, That, As His Exile Had No Parallel, So Never Was There Man More Great Than He.

To Know Each Other Is The Best Way To Understand Each Other. To Understand Each Other Is The Only Way To Love Each Other.

No One Has Mastery, Before He Is At The End, Of His Art And His Life.