You Doubt Because You Love Truth.

And In Thy Own Sermon, Thou That The Sparrow Falls Dost Allow, It Shall Not Cause Me Any Alarm; For Neither So Comes The Bird To Harm, Seeing Our Father, Thou Hast Said, Is By The Sparrow's Dying Bed; Therefore It Is A Blessed Place, And The Sparrow In High Grace.

But Words Are Vain; Reject Them All— They Utter But A Feeble Part: Hear Thou The Depths From Which They Call, The Voiceless Longing Of My Heart.

As Many As Received Him, To Them Gave He Power To Become The Sons Of God.

Were I Asked, What Is A Fairytale? I Should Reply, Read Undine: That Is A Fairytale.

It Needs Brains To Be A Real Fool.