The Earth Keeps Some Vibration Going There

To Put Meaning In One's Life May End In Madness, But Life Without Meaning Is The Torture Of Restlessness And Vague Desire-it Is A Boat Longing For The Sea And Yet Afraid.

This Is A Man With An Old Face, Always Old... There Was Pathos, In His Face, And In His Eyes. The Early Weariness; And Sometimes Tears In His Eyes, Which He Let Slip Unconsciously On His Cheek, Or Brushed Away With An Unconcerned Hand. There Were Tears For Human Suffering, Or For A Glance Into The Vast Futility Of Life, Which He Had Seen From The First, Being Old When He Was Born.

How Shall The Soul Of A Man Be Larger Than The Life He Has Lived?

In Time You Shall See Fate Approach You In The Shape Of Your Own Image In The Mirror.

Those Who First Oppose A Good Work, Seize It And Make It Their Own, When The Cornerstone Is Laid And Memorial Tablets Are Erected.