I Am More Afraid Of Deserving Criticism

Ne Speaketh Not; And Yet There Lies A Conversation In His Eyes.

Good-night! Good-night! As We So Oft Have Said Beneath This Roof At Midnight, In The Days That Are No More, And Shall No More Return. Thou Hast But Taken Up Thy Lamp And Gone To Bed; I Stay A Little Longer, As One Stays To Cover Up The Embers That Still Burn.

Stay, Stay At Home, My Heart And Rest; Home-keeping Hearts Are Happiest.

Man Is Unjust, But God Is Just; And Finally Justice Triumphs.

Life Is The Gift Of God, And Is Divine.