O Love, Where Are You Leading Me

There Are A Lot Of Editorials That Have Nothing To Do With Anything Like That. But I Was Just Thinking Of That Sense Of Prose As Being Very Responsible And Perceptive, Thoughtful, Intimate, And Contriving A Quote Statement.

God Give You Pardon From Gratitude And Other Mild Forms Of Servitude.

Locale Is Both A Geographic Term And The Inner Sense Of Being.

No Matter How Wild Reality Was Obviously Often Being, It Was An Absolutely Secure Place, As A Tone And Intelligence, And A Thing Happening.

Form Is Never More Than An Extension Of Content.