Man Has His Being In Truth--if He

Friends, The Soil Is Poor, We Must Sow Seeds In Plenty For Us To Garner Even Modest Harvests.

The History Of Every Individual Man Should Be A Bible.

Blood Will Stream Over Europe Until The Nations Become Aware Of The Frightful Madness Which Drives Them In Circles. And Then, Struck By Celestial Music And Made Gentle, They Approach Their Former Altars All Together, Hear About The Works Of Peace, And Hold A Great Celebration Of Peace With Fervent Tears Before The Smoking Altars.

Love Is The Final End Of The World's History, The Amen Of The Universe.

In A Work Of Art, Chaos Must Shimmer Through The Veil Of Order.