My Prayers, My God, Flow

I Don't Know How To Thank You.' Then I Will Tell You. There Is Only One Way I Care For. Do Better, And Grow Better, And Be Better.

To Give Truth To Him Who Loves It Not Is But To Give Him More Plentiful Material For Misinterpretation.

Where Did You Come From, Baby Dear? Out Of The Everywhere And Into Here.

I Am An Optimistic Fatalist. This World And All Its Beginnings Will Pass On Into Something Better.

I Do Not Myself Believe There Is Any Misfortune. What Men Call Such Is Merely The Shadowside Of A Good.