The Temple Of Art Is Built In

And When, In The Evening Of Life, The Golden Clouds Rest Sweetly And Invitingly Upon The Golden Mountains, And The Light Of Heaven Streams Down Through The Gathering Mists Of Death, I Wish You A Peaceful And Abundant Entrance Into That World Of Blessedness, Where The Great Riddle Of Life Will Be Unfolded To You In The Quick Consciousness Of A Soul Redeemed And Purified.

It Is The Life In Literature That Acts Upon Life.

Labor Is The Instituted Means For The Methodical Development Of All Our Powers Under The Direction And Control Of The Will.

The Man Who Loves Home Best, And Loves It Most Unselfishly, Loves His Country Best.

Perfect Love Holds The Secret Of The World's Perfect Liberty.