We All Feel Disabled In Some Way.

A Small Step In A Good Direction.

The Lands Are Lit With All The Autumn Blaze Of Golden-rod, And Everywhere The Purple Asters Nod And Bend And Wave And Flit.

As Soon As I Began, It Seemed Impossible To Write Fast Enough – I Wrote Faster Than I Would Write A Letter – Two Thousand To Three Thousand Words In A Morning, And I Cannot Help It.

O Suns And Skies And Clouds Of June, And Flowers Of June Together. Ye Cannot Rival For One Hour October's Bright Blue Weather.

We Can Live A Life Full And Complete, Thinking With Our Heads But Living From Our Hearts.