Everything You Look At Can Become A

How Little Do The Wisest Among Us Know Of That Which Is So Important To Us All.

When The Bird Of The Heart Begins To Sing, Too Often Will Reason Stop Up Her Ears.

There Was Once A Merchant Who Was So Rich That He Might Have Paved The Whole Street, And A Little Alley Besides, With Silver Money. But He Didn't Do It--he Knew Better How To Use His Money Than That.

And The Top Spoke No More Of His Old Love; For That Dies Away When The Beloved Objects Has Lain For Five Years In A Roof Gutter And Got Wet Through; Yes, One Does Not Know Her Again When One Meets Her In The Dust Box.

Where Words Fail, Music Speaks.