The Sound Of A Kiss Is Not

The Year Is Getting To Feel Rich, For His Golden Fruits Are Ripening Fast, And He Has A Large Balance In The Barns, Which Are His Banks. The Members Of His Family Have Found Out That He Is Well To Do In The World. September Is Dressing Herself In Show Of Dahlias And Splendid Marigolds And Starry Zinnias. October, The Extravagant Sister, Has Ordered An Immense Amount Of The Most Gorgeous Forest Tapestry For Her Grand Reception.

For Nothing Burns With Such Amazing Speed, As The Dry Sticks Of A Religious Creed.

Language Is The Blood Of The Soul Into Which Thoughts Run And Out Of Which They Grow.

The Amen Of Nature Is Always A Flower.

To Reach A Port We Must Sail, Sometimes With The Wind, And Sometimes Against It. But We Must Not Drift Or Lie At Anchor.