Like The Seeds Dreaming Beneath The Snow

We Choose Our Joys And Sorrows Long Before We Experience Them.

To Be Closer To God, Be Closer To People.

He Who Requires Urging To Do A Noble Act Will Never Accomplish It.

In Truth You Owe Naught To Any Man. You Owe To All Men.

Solitude Is A Silent Storm That Breaks Down All Our Dead Branches; Yet It Sends Our Living Roots Deeper Into The Living Heart Of The Living Earth.