And Lilies Are Still Lilies,

No Man Can Be Called Friendless Who Has God And The Companionship Of Good Books.

Children Use The Fist Until They Are Of Age To Use The Brain.

World's Use Is Cold, World's Love Is Vain, World's Cruelty Is Bitter Bane; But Is Not The Fruit Of Pain.

Or From Browning Some "pomegranate," Which If Cut Deep Down The Middle Shows A Heart Within Blood-tinctured, Of A Veined Humanity.

Death Forerunneth Love To Win "sweetest Eyes Were Ever Seen."