My Grief And My Smile Begin In

Now I Am Nothing But A Veil; All My Body Is A Veil Beneath Which A Child Sleeps.

We Are Guilty Of Many Errors And Many Faults, But Our Worst Crime Is Abandoning The Children, Neglecting The Fountain Of Life. Many Of The Things We Need Can Wait. The Child Cannot. Right Now Is The Time His Bones Are Being Formed, His Blood Is Being Made, And His Senses Are Being Developed. To Him We Cannot Answer 'tomorrow.' His Name Is 'today.'

All Night I Have Suffered; All Night My Flesh Has Trembled To Bring Forth Its Gift. The Sweat Of Death Is On My Forehead; But It Is Not Death, It Is Life!

What The Soul Is To The Body, So Is The Artist To His People.

My Grief And My Smile Begin In Your Face, My Son.