American Writer 1803-1882 Play Is Our Brain's

A Poem Records Emotions And Moods That Lie Beyond Normal Language, That Can Only Be Patched Together And Hinted At Metaphorically.

And Yet, Words Are The Passkeys To Our Souls. Without Them, We Can't Really Share The Enormity Of Our Lives.

Smell Is The Mute Sense, The One Without Words.

Part Of The Irony Of Environmentalism Is Questing For Solutions When You Know You're Part Of The Problem.

Libraries Change Lives. They Are The Soul Of A People.