Eternal Love Made Me.

Seldom Indeed Does Human Virtue Rise From Trunk To Branch.

Be As A Tower Firmly Set; Shakes Not Its Top For Any Blast That Blows.

Deed Done Is Well Begun.

Pure Essence, And Pure Matter, And The Two Joined Into One Were Shot Forth Without Flaw, Like Three Bright Arrows From A Three-string Bow.

The Day That Man Allows True Love To Appear, Those Things Which Are Well Made Will Fall Into Cofusion And Will Overturn Everything We Believe To Be Right And True.