"Master, Master of Light, Whose eye dwells in the seeking fingers of the blind, You are still despised and mocked, A man ..."

"My friend , I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear — a care-woven garment that protects me from thy que..."

"My Soul gave me good counsel, teaching me that the lamp which I carry does not belong to me, and the song that I sing wa..."