April Is The Cruellest Month.

If We Really Want To Pray We Must First Learn To Listen, For In The Silence Of The Heart God Speaks.

Home Is Where One Starts From. As We Grow Older The World Becomes Stranger, The Pattern More Complicatied Of Dead And Living, Not The Intense Moment Isolated, With No Before And After, But A Lifetime Burning In Every Moment . . .

Wait Without Thought, For You Are Not Ready For Thought.

Time For You And Time For Me, And Time Yet For A Hundred Indecisions, And For A Hundred Visions And Revisions, Before The Taking Of A Toast And Tea.

All Our Knowledge Brings Us Nearer To Our Ignorance.