Good Friends Walk In When The Old

Silver Is Purified In Fire And So Are We. It Is In The Most Trying Times That Our Real Character Is Shaped And Revealed.

Death Is No More Than Passing From One Room Into Another.

Joy Is A Spiritual Element That Gives Vicissitudes Unity And Significance.

Only In Quietness Do We Possess Our Own Minds And Discover The Resources Of The Inner Life.

Words Are The Mind's Wings, Are They Not?