My Favoured Temple Is An Humble Heart.

I Run The Gauntlet Of A File Of Doubts, Each One Of Which Down Hurls Me To The Ground.

Wan Night, The Shadow Goer, Came Stepping In.

Respect Is What We Owe; Love, What We Give.

The Value Of A Thought Cannot Be Told.

Simplicity Is Natures First Step, And The Last Of Art.