People Must Not Choose Their Neighbors; They

Heaven...a Place Where Everything That Is Not Music Is Silence.

Now I Want You To Think That In Life Troubles Will Come, Which Seem As If They Never Would Pass Away. The Night And Storm Look As If They Would Last Forever; But The Calm And The Morning Cannot Be Stayed; The Storm In Its Very Nature Is Transient. The Effort Of Nature, As That Of The Human Heart, Ever Is To Return To Its Repose, For God Is Peace.

Man Finds It Hard To Get What He Wants, Because He Does Not Want The Best; God Finds It Hard To Give, Because He Would Give The Best, And Man Will Not Take It.

It Is The Heart That Is Not Sure Of Its God That Is Afraid To Laugh In His Presence.

As I Said To Speedicut, It's Hell In The Diplomatic.