Tis Man's To Explore Up

Would You Have Your Songs Endure? Build On The Human Heart.

Man Seeks His Own Good At The Whole World's Cost.

It Is The Glory And Good Of Art, That Art Remains The One Way Possible Of Speaking Truth, To Mouths Like Mine At Least.

Death: The Grand Perhaps.

So, Fall Asleep Love, Loved By Me... For I Know Love, I Am Loved By Thee.