The Past Is Not Dead, It Is

Death Have We Hated, Knowing Not What It Meant; Life We Have Loved, Through Green Leaf And Through Sere, Though Still The Less We Knew Of Its Intent.

Nothing Should Be Made By Man's Labour Which Is Not Worth Making, Or Which Must Be Made By Labour Degrading To The Makers.

And The Deeds That Ye Do Upon This Earth, It Is For Fellowship's Sake That Ye Do Them.

That Talk Of Inspiration Is Sheer Nonsense; There Is No Such Thing. It Is A Mere Matter Of Craftsmanship.

Architecture Would Lead Us To All The Arts, As It Did With Earlier Mean: But If We Despise It And Take No Note Of How We Are Housed, The Other Arts Will Have A Hard Time Of It Indeed.