Let Me, O Let Me Bathe My

The Voice Of Life In Me Cannot Reach The Ear Of Life In You; But Let Us Talk That We May Not Feel Lonely.

It Is Not A Garment I Cast Off This Day, But A Skin That I Tear With My Own Hands.

When The Earth Shall Claim Your Limbs, Then Shall You Truly Dance.

My Brothers, Seek Counsel Of One Another, For Therein Lies The Way Out Of Error And Futile Repentance. The Wisdom Of The Many Is Your Shield Against Tyranny. For When We Turn To One Another For Counsel We Reduce The Number Of Our Enemies.

Love Is The Gentle Smile Upon The Lips Of Beauty.