The Owl, That Bird Of Onomatopoetic Name,

Year's End Is Neither An End Nor A Beginning But A Going On, With All The Wisdom That Experience Can Instill In Us.

Any River Is Really The Summation Of A Whole Valley. It Shapes Not Only The Land But The Life And Even The Culture Of That Valley. To Think Of Any River As Nothing But Water Is To Ignore The Greater Part Of It.

Time After Time ... Today's Crisis Shrinks To Next Week's Footnote To A Newly Headline Disaster.

Summer Is A Promissory Note Signed In June, Its Long Days Spent And Gone Before You Know It, And Due To Be Repaid Next January.

Of All The Seasons, Autumn Offers The Most To Man And Requires The Least Of Him.