The Loss Of A Much-prized

I Know Nothing More Mocking Than A Devil That Despairs.

Destiny Grants Us Our Wishes, But In Its Own Way, In Order To Give Us Something Beyond Our Wishes.

He Who Wishes To Exert A Useful Influence Must Be Careful To Insult Nothing. Let Him Not Be Troubled By What Seems Absurd, But Concentrate His Energies To The Creation Of What Is Good. He Must Not Demolish, But Build. He Must Raise Temples Where Mankind May Come And Partake Of The Purest Pleasure.

In The Colored Reflection We Have Life.

As Man Is, So Is His God. And Thus Is God Oft Strangely Odd.