Truth Is Truth Howe'er It Strike.

As Is Your Sort Of Mind, So Is Your Sort Of Search: You Will Find What You Desire.

The Sea Heaves Up, Hangs Loaded O'er The Land, Breaks There, And Buries Its Tumultuous Strength.

To Do Good Things In The World, First You Must Know Who You Are And What Gives Meaning To Your Life.

'tis Only When They Spring To Heaven That Angels Reveal Themselves To You.

What Of Soul Was Left, I Wonder, When The Kissing Had To Stop?