I Wear The Key Of Memory, And

A Poverty That Is Universal May Be Cheerfully Borne; It Is An Individual Poverty That Is Painful And Humiliating.

To Forgive Freely, Is What We Owe To Our Enemy; To Forget Not, Is What We Owe To Ourselves.

Perhaps When The Light Of Heaven Shows Us Clearly The Pitfalls And Dangers Of The Earth Road That Led To The Heavenly City, Our Sweetest Songs Of Gratitude Will Be Not For The Troubles We Have Conquered, But For Those We Have Escaped.

Time Is A Very Precious Gift- So Precious That It Is Only Given To Us Moment By Moment.

... Good And Evil Are So Interwoven In Life That Every Good, Traced Up Far Enough, Is Found To Involve Evil. This Is The Great Mystery Of Life.