So When At Times The Mob Is

States Strong Enough To Do Good Are But Few. Their Number Would Seem Limited To Three.

I Have Stood Still And Stopped The Sound Of Feet When Far Away An Interrupted Cry Came Over Houses From Another Street, But Not To Call Me Back Or Say Good-bye.

The Best Things And Best People Rise Out Of Their Separateness; I'm Against A Homogenized Society Because I Want The Cream To Rise.

Any Eye Is An Evil Eye That Looks In On To A Mood Apart.

When Work Becomes Play, And Play Becomes Your Work, Your Life Unfolds.