If It's In You To Climb You

…the Lake Of Shining Waters Was Blue — Blue — Blue; Not The Changeful Blue Of Spring, Nor The Pale Azure Of Summer, But A Clear, Steadfast, Serene Blue, As If The Water Were Past All Modes And Tenses Of Emotion And Had Settled Down To A Tranquillity Unbroken By Fickle Dreams.

Since Ever The World Was Spinning And Till The World Shall End You've Your Man In The Beginning Or You Have Him In The End, But To Have Him From Start To Finish And Neither Nor Borrow Nor Lend Is What All Of The Girls Are Wanting And None Of The Gods Can Send

[anne, Commenting On City Life] "i Think I Would Probably Come To The Conclusion That I'd Like It For A While... But In The End, I'd Still Prefer The Sound Of The Wind In The Firs Across The Brook More Than The Tinkling Of Crystal.

The Little Things Of Life, Sweet And Excellent In Their Place, Must Not Be The Things Lived For; The Highest Must Be Sought And Followed; The Life Of Heaven Must Be Begun Here On Earth.

A Good Laugh Is As Good As A Prayer Sometimes.