The Young Feel Tired At The End

There Is One Who Remembers The Way To Your Door: Life You May Evade, But Death You Shall Not.

Weave, Weave The Sunlight In Your Hair-

The Darkness Declares The Glory Of Light.

Teach Us To Care And Not To Care Teach Us To Sit Still. Pray For Us Sinners Now And At The Hour Of Our Death Pray For Us Now And At The Hour Of Our Death.

No Generation Is Interested In Art In Quite The Same Way As Any Other; Each Generation, Like Each Individual, Brings To The Contemplation Of Art Its Own Categories Of Appreciation, Makes Its Own Demands Upon Art, And Has Its Own Uses For Art.