Without Unceasing Practice Nothing Can Be Done.

Mans Desires Are Limited By His Perceptions; None Can Desire What He Has Not Perceived.

If A Thing Loves, It Is Infinite.

The Bat That Flits At Close Of Eve Has Left The Brain That Won't Believe. The Owl That Calls Upon The Night Speaks The Unbeliever's Fright.

The Eye Sees More Than The Heart Knows.

'come Hither, My Boy, Tell Me What Thou Seest There?' 'a Fool Tangled In A Religious Snare.'