There Is Nothing The Body Suffers Which

Observation Is The Most Enduring Of The Pleasures Of Life.

Could I Find A Place To Be Alone With Heaven, I Would Speak My Heart Out Heaven Is My Need.

The Debts We Owe Ourselves Are The Hardest To Pay.

Speech Is The Small Change Of Silence.

Earth, The Mother Of All, Moves On Her Stedfast Way, Gathering, Flinging, Sowing. Mortals, We Live In Her Day, She In Her Children Is Growing.