Love Is A Growing, Or

Humiliation Is The Beginning Of Sanctification.

Love's Mysteries In Souls Do Grow, But Yet The Body Is His Book.

We Love And Understand Talent; We Wish It Be Within Us. The Truly Gifted, Those Exceptional Few, Must Wait For The World To Catch Up.

Solitude Is A Torment Which Is Not Threatened In Hell Itself.

Any Man's Death Diminishes Me, Because I Am Involved In Mankind; And Therefore Never Send To Know For Whom The Bell Tolls; It Tolls For Thee.