The Cloud Of Mind Is

Before Man Can Be Free, And Equal, And Truly Wise, He Must Cast Aside The Chains Of Habit And Superstition; He Must Strip Sensuality Of Its Pomp, And Selfishness Of Its Excuses, And Contemplate Actions And Objects As They Really Are.

There Is A Harmony In Autumn, And A Luster In Its Sky...

Strange Thoughts Beget Strange Deeds.

I Am Convinced That There Can Be No Regeneration Of Mankind Until Laughter Is Put Down.

When The Lamp Is Shattered The Light In The Dust Lies Dead - When The Cloud Is Scattered The Rainbow's Glory Is Shed.