To Love Life Through Our Labor Is

Be Like The Flower, Turn Your Faces To The Sun.

In The Mouth Of Society Are Many Diseased Teeth, Decayed To The Bones Of The Jaws. But Society Makes No Effort To Have Them Extracted And Be Rid Of The Affliction. It Contents Itself With Gold Fillings.

Tears Have Cleansed My Eyes, And Errors Have Taught Me The Language Of The Hearts.

Love Gives Naught But Itself And Takes Naught But From Itself.

In The Sweetness Of Friendship Let There Be Laughter, And Sharing Of Pleasures. For In The Dew Of Little Things The Heart Finds Its Morning And Is Refreshed.