I Wait For The Morning Of My

I Look Upon All Four Gospels As Thoroughly Genuine, For There Shines Forth From Them The Reflected Splendor Of A Sublimity Proceeding From Jesus Christ.

Stones Are Mute Teachers; They Silence The Observer, And The Most Valuable Lesson We Learn From Them We Cannot Communicate.

Beauty Vanishes; Virtue Is Lasting.

The Fine Emotions Whence Our Lives We Mold Lie In The Earthly Tumult Dumb And Cold.

Divide And Rule, A Sound Motto. Unite And Lead, A Better One.