Bastard Freedom Waves Her Fustian Flag In

Go Where We May, Rest Where We Will, Eternal London Haunts Us Still.

It Is Not While Beauty And Youth Are Thine Own And Thy Cheeks Unprofaned By A Tear That The Ferver And Faith Of A Soul Can Be Known To Which Time Will But Make Thee More Dear No The Heart That Has Truly Loved Never Forgets But As Truly Loves On To The Close As The Sunflower Turns On Her God When He Sets The Same Look Which She'd Turned When He Rose.

All That's Bright Must Fade, The Brightest Still The Fleetest; All That's Sweet Was Made But To Be Lost When Sweetest.

How Many Times Do We Lose An Occasion For Soul Work By Leaping Ahead To Final Solutions Without Pausing To Savor The Undertones? We Are A Radically Bottom-line Society, Eager To Act And To End Tension, And Thus We Lose Opportunities To Know Ourselves For Our Motives And Our Secrets.

The Problem In Narcissism Is Not The High Ideals And Ambitions, It's The Difficulty One Encounters When Trying To Give Them Body.