So May Heaven's Grace Clear

The Path To Paradise Begins In Hell.

Seldom Indeed Does Human Virtue Rise From Trunk To Branch.

If The Present World Go Astray, The Cause Is In You, In You It Is To Be Sought.

They Had Their Faces Twisted Toward Their Haunches And Found It Necessary To Walk Backward, Because They Could Not See Ahead Of Them. ...and Since He Wanted So To See Ahead, He Looks Behind And Walks A Backward Path.

I Found Myself Within A Forest Dark, For The Straightfoward Pathway Had Been Lost. Ah Me! How Hard A Thing Is To Say, What Was This Forest Savage, Rough, And Stern, Which In The Very Thought Renews The Fear. So Bitter Is It, Death Is Little More.