“In so many ways we are still in the dark ages, but there is light appearing over the horizon of choice and consciousness.” — Bryant McGill Copy Share Image
Were a star quenched on high,For ages would its light,Still travelling downward from the sky,Shine on our mortal sight. So when a great man dies,For years beyond our ken,The light he leaves behind him liesUpon the paths of men. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
