Souls Live On In Perpetual Echoes.

Few Things Hold The Perception More Thoroughly Captive Than Anxiety About What We Have Got To Say

Men Can Do Nothing Without The Make-believe Of A Beginning.

There Is No Sense Of Ease Like The Ease We Felt In Those Scenes Where We Were Born.

Surely There Was Something Taught Her By This Experience Of Great Need; And She Must Be Learning A Secret Of Human Tenderness And Long-suffering, That The Less Erring Could Hardly Know?

Best Friend, My Well-spring In The Wilderness!