It Is Well With Me

Love Is A Beautiful Image Imagined Or Seen Within The Heart, The Friend Of Virtue And Gentility.

As When, O Lady Mine, With Chiselled Touch, The Stone Unhewn And Cold, Becomes A Living Mould, The More The Marble Wastes, The More The Statue Grows.

The Great Tragedy Of Life Is Not That People Set Their Sights Too High And Fail To Achieve Their Goals But That They Set Their Sights Too Low And Do.

Only God Creates. The Rest Of Us Just Copy.

Poets And Painters Have The Power To Dare, I Mean To Dare To Do Whatever They May Approve Of.