Keep Both Heart And Hand In Your

But, God Knows Best, I Concluded.

And Then, The Unspeakable Purity - And Freshness Of The Air! There Was Just Enough Heat To Enhance The Value Of The Breeze, And Just Enough Wind To Keep The Whole Sea In Motion, To Make The Waves Come Bounding To The Shore, Foaming And Sparkling, As If Wild With Glee.

My Cup Of Sweets Is Not Unmingled: It Is Dashed With A Bitterness That I Cannot Hide From Myself, Disguise It As I Will.

To Wheedle And Coax Is Safer Than To Command.

The End Of Religion Is Not To Teach Us How To Die, But How To Live.