God Warms His Hands At

The Three Foundations Of Judgement: Bold Design, Constant Practice, And Frequent Mistakes.

I Have Seen Dawn And Sunset On Moors And Windy Hills Coming In Solemn Beauty Like Slow Old Tunes Of Spain.

All The Great Things Of Life Are Swiftly Done, Creation, Death, And Love The Double Gate. However Much We Dawdle In The Sun We Have To Hurry At The Touch Of Fate.

People Who Leave Their Own Time Out Of Their Work Cannot Be Surprised If Their Time Fails To Find Them Interesting.

It's A Warm Wind, The West Wind, Full Of Birds' Cries.