I Have Really Sinned. I Am Going

It's Odd How Different A House Feels When One Is Alone In It. It Makes It Easier To Think Rather Private Thoughts.

Why Is Summer Mist Romantic And Autumn Mist Just Sad?

Contemplation Seems To Be About The Only Luxury That Costs Nothing.

I Think It [religion] Is An Art, The Greatest One; An Extension Of The Communion All The Other Arts Attempt.

...surely I Could Give Him--a Sort Of Contentment... That Isn't Enough To Give. Not For The Giver.