Of all creatures in this visible world, light is the most glorious; of all light, the light of the sun without compare excels the rest.

Beauty is a will,
Which wanders with zeal
That glares the emotions,
To the path of notions!

Harper, your song has a sorrowful sound, Though the tune was written as gay. Your voice is sad and your hands are slow And your eye meeting mine turns away.

How do you go from where you are to where you wanna be? And I think you have to have an enthusiasm for life. You have to have a dream, a goal. And you have to be willing to work for it.

Written By Jim Valvano

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