Shut Your Eyes And See.

When One Reads These Strange Pages Of One Long Gone One Feels That One Is At One With One Who Once.

And Jesus Was A Jew Too. Your God. He Was A Jew Like Me. And So Was His Father.

Life Is Too Short To Read A Bad Book.

His Heart Danced Upon Her Movement Like A Cork Upon A Tide.

Do You Know What A Pearl Is And What An Opal Is? My Soul When You Came Sauntering To Me First Through Those Sweet Summer Evenings Was Beautiful But With The Pale Passionless Beauty Of A Pearl. Your Love Has Passed Through Me And Now I Feel My Mind Something Like An Opal, That Is, Full Of Strange Uncertain Hues And Colours, Of Warm Lights And Quick Shadows And Of Broken Music.