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Sometimes There Is A Greater Lack Of Communication In Facile Talking Than In Silence.

In My Belief, A Harvest Is Also A Legacy, For Very Often What You Reap Is, In The Way Of Small Miracles, More Than You Consciously Know You Have Sown.

I See Now How Things Even Up, How They Are Squared Away, And How They Balance Under The Law Of Love And Justice. No Year Of Life Is Emotionally, Spiritually Or Even Materially, All Drought Or All Rainfall; Nor Is It All Sun. The Road Turns A Little Every Day, And One Day There's A Sudden Twist We Didn't Dream Was There, And For Every Loss There Is Somewhere A Gain, For Every Grief A Happiness, For Every Deprivation A Giving.

Most Of Us Forget To Take Time For Wonder, Praise And Gratitude Until It Is Almost Too Late. Gratitude Is A Many-colored Quality, Reaching In All Directions. It Goes Out For Small Things And For Large; It Is A God-ward Going.

Time Is A Dressmaker Specializing In Alterations.