The world is a living image of God.

The world is a living image of God.

Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born
With nowhere yet to rest read more

Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born
With nowhere yet to rest my head,
Like these, on earth I wait forlorn.

The world is a dangerous place. Not because of the people who are evil; but because of the people who read more

The world is a dangerous place. Not because of the people who are evil; but because of the people who don't do anything about it.

Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade
Of the leaf where you slumbered all day;
Be content read more

Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade
Of the leaf where you slumbered all day;
Be content with the moon and the stars, pretty moth,
And make use of your wings while you may.
. . . .
But tho' dreams of delight may have dazzled you quite,
They at last found it dangerous play;
Many things in this world that look bright, pretty moth,
Only dazzle to lead us astray.

But they will maintain the state of the world;
And all their desire is in the work of their read more

But they will maintain the state of the world;
And all their desire is in the work of their craft.

A tomb now suffices him for whom the whole world was not sufficient.

A tomb now suffices him for whom the whole world was not sufficient.

Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; read more

Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; the world around him is the dream.

The world gels better every day--then worse again in the evening.

The world gels better every day--then worse again in the evening.

Enjoy yourself, for there is nothing in the world we can call our own.

Enjoy yourself, for there is nothing in the world we can call our own.