Her Hair That Lay Along Her Back

Places That Are Empty Of You Are Empty Of Life.

Still We Say As We Go,-"strange To Think By The Waywhatever There Is To Know,that Shall We Know One Day.

I Do Not See Them Here; But After Death God Knows I Know The Faces I Shall See, Each One A Murdered Self, With Low Last Breath. 'i Am Thyself,what Hast Thou Done To Me?' 'and Iand Ithyself,' (lo! Each One Saith,) 'and Thou Thyself To All Eternity!

The Worst Moment For The Atheist Is When He Is Really Thankful And Has Nobody To Thank.

Your Eyes Smile Peace.