It Is A Grief Over The Fate

Society, Like Nature, Is One Body, Really.

It Is A Grief Over The Fate Of The Earth That Contains Within It A Joyful Hope, That We Might Reclaim This Earth.

And If The Professional Rapist Is To Be Separated From The Average Dominant Heterosexual (male), It May Be Mainly A Quantitative Difference.

A Story Is Told As Much By Silence As By Speech.

This Earth Is My Sister; I Love Her Daily Grace, Her Silent Daring, And How Loved I Am. How We Admire This Strength In Each Other, All That We Have Lost, All That We Have Suffered, All That We Know: We Are Stunned By This Beauty, And I Do Not Forget: What She Is To Me, What I Am To Her.