Faith Is The Spiritual House In Which

Men's Private Self-worlds Are Rather Like Our Geographical World's Seasons, Storm, And Sun, Deserts, Oases, Mountains And Abysses, The Endless-seeming Plateaus, Darkness And Light, And Always The Sowing And The Reaping.

I Have Learned Over A Period Of Time To Be Almost Unconsciously Grateful--as A Child Is--for A Sunny Day, Blue Water, Flowers In A Vase, A Tree Turning Red. I Have Learned To Be Glad At Dawn And When The Sky Is Dark. Only Children And A Few Spiritually Evolved People Are Born To Feel Gratitude As Naturally As They Breathe, Without Even Thinking. Most Of Us Come To It Step By Painful Step, To Discover That Gratitude Is A Form Of Acceptance.

I Think One Should Forgive And Remember .... If You Forgive And Forget In The Usual Sense, You're Just Driving What You Remember Into The Subconscious; It Stays There And Festers. But To Look, Even Regularly, Upon What You Remember And Know You've Forgiven Is Achievement.

There's Nothing Like Fishing To Pass The Time And To Incline Toward A Sort Of Magnificent Stupidity In Which Nothing Matters But Tackle, Bait, Sunlight And The Strike.

Character Builds Slowly, But It Can Be Torn Down With Incredible Swiftness.