The Planets In Their Station List'ning Stood.

Death To Life Is Crown Or Shame.

It Is Chastity, My Brother. She That Has That Is Clad In Complete Steel.

Myself, And All The Angelic Host, That Stand In The Sight Of God Enthroned, Our Happy State Hold, As You Yours, While Our Obedience Hold. On Other Surety None: Freely We Serve, Because We Freely Love.

No Institution Which Does Not Continually Test Its Ideals, Techniques And Measure Of Accomplishment Can Claim Real Vitality.

Beauty Is God's Handwriting-a Wayside Sacrament.