Very Hot And Still The

Ripe In Wisdom Was He, But Patient, And Simple, And Childlike.

How Beautiful Is Youth! How Bright It Gleams With Its Illusions, Aspirations, Dreams! Book Of Beginnings, Story Without End, Each Maid A Heroine, And Each Man A Friend!

My Own Thoughts Are My Companions.

It Has Done Me Good To Be Somewhat Parched By The Heat And Drenched By The Rain Of Life.

It Is Lucifer, The Son Of Mystery; And Since God Suffers Him To Be, He Too, Is God's Minister, And Labors For Some Good By Us Not Understood.