The One Thing Finished In This Hasty

It Is The Rooted Instinct In Men To Admire What Is Better And More Beautiful Than Themselves.

As Life Runs On, The Road Grows Strange With Faces New - And Near The End. The Milestones Into Headstones Change, Neath Every One A Friend.

Every Person Born Into This World Their Work Is Born With Them.

Fastidiousness Is Only Another Word For Egotism; And All Men Who Know Not Where To Look For Truth Save In The Narrow Well Of Self Will Find Their Own Image At The Bottom, And Mistake It For What They Are Seeking.

Darkness Is Strong, And So Is Sin, But Surely God Endures Forever!