Not On One Strand Are All Life's

Not On One Strand Are All Life's Jewels Strung.

There Was A Knight Came Riding By In Early Spring, When The Roads Were Dry; And He Heard That Lady Sing At The Noon, Two Red Roses Across The Moon.

My Work Is The Embodiment Of Dreams In One Form Or Another.

By God! I Will Not Tell You More To-day, Judge Any Way You Will - What Matters It?

...if Our Houses, Or Clothes, Our Household Furniture And Utensils Are Not Works Of Art, They Are Either Wretched Makeshifts, Or, What Is Worse, Degrading Shams Of Better Things.