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What Is The Distinguishing Mark Of An Aristocrat?' She Asked Him Suddenly.'reverence,' He Replied.

...there Began To Come To Her A First Dim Realization Of God's Humility. Rejected By The Proud In His Own Right By What Humble Means He Chose To Succor Them; Through The Spirit Of A Child, A Poor Gypsy Or An Old Man, By A Song Perhaps, Or Even It Might Be By The Fall Of A Leaf Or The Scent Of A Flower. For His Infinite And Humble Patience Nothing Was Too Small To Advance His Purpose Of Salvation And Eternity Was Not Too Long For Its Accomplishment.

Peace ... Was Contingent Upon A Certain Disposition Of The Soul, A Disposition To Receive The Gift That Only Detachment From Self Made Possible.

Water, Wind And Birdsong Were The Echoes In This Quiet Place Of A Great Chiming Symphony That Was Surging Around The World. Knee-deep In Grasses And Moon Daisies, Stella Stood And Listened, Swaying A Little As The Flowers And Trees Were Swaying, Her Spirit Voice Singing Loudly, Though Her Lips Were Still, And Every Pulse In Her Body Beating Its Hammer Strokes In Time To The Song.

I Have Known Him Nearly All My Life, And I Am Going To Marry Him, So That There Won't Ever Be A Time When I Shan't Know Him.