Coal Is A Portable Climate.

We Are Born Believing. A Man Bears Beliefs As A Tree Bears Apples.

A Man Passes For That He Is Worth. What He Is Engraves Itself On His Face, On His Form, On His Fortunes, In Letters Of Light. Concealment Avails Him Nothing; Boasting Nothing. There Is Confession In The Glances Of Our Eyes; In Our Smiles; In Salutations; And The Grasp Of Hands.

There Is A Remedy For Every Wrong And A Satisfaction For Every Soul.

Bare Lists Of Words Are Found Suggestive To An Imaginative And Excited Mind.

For Each New Morning With Its Light, For Rest And Shelter Of The Night, For Health And Food, For Love And Friends, For Everything Thy Goodness Sends.