Culture Means The Perfect And Equal Development

Nature Will Not Be Conquered, But Gives Herself Freely To Her True Lover - To Him Who Revels With Her, Bathes In Her Seas, Sails Her Rivers, Camps In Her Woods, And With No Mercenary Ends, Accepts All.

In Winter The Stars Seem To Have Rekindled Their Fires, The Moon Achieves A Fuller Triumph, And The Heavens Wear A Look Of A More Exalted Simplicity.

Here's How The Court Put It, And All Judges Agreed To This. The Court Said: "there Exists And Obligation To Pursue In Good Faith And Bring To A Conclusion Negotiations Under Nuclear Disarmament In All Its Aspects Under Strict And Effective International Control."

Every Walk To The Woods Is A Religious Rite, Every Bath In The Stream Is A Saving Ordinance. Communion Service Is At All Hours, And The Bread And Wine Are From The Heart And Marrow Of Mother Earth.

All Sounds Are Sharper In Winter; The Air Transmits Better. At Night I Hear More Distinctly The Steady Roar Of The North Mountain. In Summer It Is A Sort Of Complacent Purr, As The Breezes Stroke Down Its Sides; But In Winter Always The Same Low, Sullen Growl.