I Cannot Live With You,

There's A Certain Slant Of Light, On Winter Afternoons, That Oppresses, Like The Weight Of Cathedral Tunes.

Luck Is Not Chance, It's Toil; Fortune's Expensive Smile Is Earned.

Forever Is Made Up Of Nows.

Take All Away From Me, But Leave Me Ecstasy, And I Am Richer Then Than All My Fellow Men-.

How Much Can Come And Much Can Go, And Yet Abide The World!