It Is Time To Be Old To

The Wonder Is That We Can See These Trees And Not Wonder More.

It Is An Esoteric Doctrine Of Society, That A Little Wickedness Is Good To Make Muscle; As If Conscience Were Not Good For Hands And Legs.

My Hours Are Peaceful Centuries.

Sorrow Looks Back, Worry Looks Around, Faith Looks Up

All The Elements, Whose Aid Man Calls In, Will Sometimes Become Big Masters.