Music Tells No Truths.

Where Doubt There Truth Is - 'tis Her Shadow.

The Goodness Of The Heart Is Shown In Deeds Of Peacefulness And Kindness. Hand And Heart Are One Thing With The Good, As Thou Should'st Be. Do My Words Trouble Thee? Then Treasure Them, Pain Overgot Gives Peace, As Death Doth Heaven. All Things That Speak Of Heaven Speak Of Peace.

Dewdrops, Nature's Tears, Which She Sheds In Her Own Breast For The Fair Which Die. The Sun Insists On Gladness; But At Night, When He Is Gone, Poor Nature Loves To Weep.

It Is Much Less What We Do Than What We Think, Which Fits Us For The Future.

Where Imperfection Ceaseth, Heaven Begins.