The First Need Of Being Is Endurance;

On The Shining Yards Of Heaven See A Wider Dawn Unfurled. . . . The Eternal Slaves Of Beauty Are The Masters Of The World.

I Heard The Spring Light Whisper Above The Dancing Stream, The World Is Made Forever In Likeness Of A Dream.

Where There Is Writing- There Is A Writer Where There Is Planning- There Is A Planner Where There Is A Building- There Is A Builder Where There Is A Miracle- There Is A God!

There Is Something In The Autumn That Is Native To My Blood- Touch Of Manner, Hint Of Mood; And My Heart Is Like A Rhyme, With The Yellow And The Purple And The Crimson Keeping Time.

Have Little Care That Life Is Brief, And Less That Art Is Long. Success Is In The Silences Though Fame Is In The Song.