All Of Us, Just Because We Are

All Truths Are Old, And All That We Have To Do Is Recognize And Utter Them Anew.

The Fate Of The Architect Is The Strangest Of All. How Often He Expends His Whole Soul, His Whole Heart And Passion, To Produce Buildings Into Which He Himself May Never Enter.

Whatever Is The Object Of A Saint's Hope Is The Subject Of His Prayer.

All Is Born Of Water; All Is Sustained By Water.

It Is In The Half Fools And The Half Wise That The Greatest Danger Lies.