Behind The Clouds Is The

Sculpture Is More Than Painting. It Is Greater To Raise The Dead To Life Than To Create Phantoms That Seem To Live.

The Day Is Done; And Slowly From The Scene The Stooping Sun Upgathers His Spent Shafts, And Puts Them Back Into His Golden Quiver!

Great Men Stand Like Solitary Towers In The City Of God.

The Grave Itself Is But A Covered Bridge, Leading From Light To Light, Through A Brief Darkness!

But The Great Master Said, "i See No Best In Kind, But In Degree; I Gave A Various Gift To Each, To Charm, To Strengthen, And To Teach".