The Odour Of Burgundy, And The Smell

(speaking Of The Cistercian Monks) A Grim Fraternity, Passing Grim Lives In That Sweet Spot, That God Had Made So Bright! Strange That Nature's Voices All Around Them--the Soft Singing Of The Waters, The Wisperings Of The River Grass, The Music Of The Rushing Wind--should Not Have Taught Them A Truer Meaning Of Life Than This. They Listened There, Through The Long Days, In Silence, Waiting For A Voice From Heaven; And All Day Long And Through The Solemn Night It Spoke To Them In Myriad Tones, And They Heard It Not.

Give An Average Baby A Fair Chance, And If It Doesn't Do Something It Oughtn't To A Doctor Should Be Called In At Once.

A New Life Begins For Us With Every Second. Let Us Go Forward Joyously To Meet It. We Must Press On, Whether We Will Or Not, And We Shall Walk Better With Our Eyes Before Us Than With Them Ever Cast Behind.

It's Really Extraordinary What A Variety Of Ways Of Loving There Must Be. We All Do It As It Was Never Done Before.

I Can See The Humorous Side Of Things And Enjoy The Fun When It Comes; But Look Where I Will, There Seems To Me Always More Sadness Than Joy In Life.