A Hundred Men Together Are The Hundredth

The Children Whom Nobody Leads By The Hand Are The Children Who Know They Are Children.

My Great Day Came And Went, I Do Not Know How. Because It Did Not Pass Through Dawn When It Came, Nor Through Dusk When It Went.

The Less You Think You Are, The More You Bear. And If You Think You Are Nothing, You Bear Everything.

We Have A World For Each One, But We Do Not Have A World For All.

The Real "it Is Well" Is Something I Say From The Ground, Having Fallen.