Labor Is The Handmaid Of

The Man Who Lives By Himself And For Himself Is Likely To Be Corrupted By The Company He Keeps.

Curiosity Is Thought On Its Entering Edge.

There Is Always The Possibility Of Beauty Where There Is An Unsealed Human Eye; Of Music Where There Is An Unstopped Human Ear; And Of Inspiration Where There Is A Receptive Human Spirit.

Virtue Is Safe Only When It Is Inspired.

My Sin Is The Black Spot Which My Bad Act Makes, Seen Against The Disk Of The Sun Of Righteousness. Hence Religion And Sin Come And Go Together.