You May Give Them Your

It Was In My Heart To Help A Little Because I Was Helped Much.

I Am A Poet Who Composes What Life Proses, And Who Proses What Life Composes.

And When One Of You Falls Down He Falls For Those Behind Him, A Caution Against The Stumbling Stone. Ay, And He Falls For Those Ahead Of Him, Who Though Faster And Surer Of Foot, Yet Removed Not The Stumbling Stone.

He Who Does Not Prefer Exile To Slavery Is Not Free By Any Measure Of Freedom, Truth And Duty.

Work Is Love Made Visible.