You Throw The Sand Against The Wind

Does A Firm Persuasion That A Thing Is So, Make It So?

The Countless Gold Of A Merry Heart, The Rubies And Pearls Of A Loving Eye, The Indolent Never Can Bring To The Mart, Nor The Secret Hoard Up In His Treasury.

Mere Enthusiasm Is The All In All.

Without Minute Neatness Of Execution, The Sublime Cannot Exist! Grandeur Of Ideas Is Founded On Precision Of Ideas.

Where Others See But The Dawn Coming Over The Hill, I See The Soul Of God Shouting For Joy.