Do Not Try And Do Too Much

The Beduin Could Not Look For God Within Him: He Was Too Sure That He Was Within God.

Dream Your Dreams With Open Eyes And Make Them Come True.

We Had Been Hopelessly Labouring To Plough Waste Lands; To Make Nationality Grow In A Place Full Of The Certainty Of God… Among The Tribes Our Creed Could Be Only Like The Desert Grass – A Beautiful Swift Seeming Of Spring; Which, After A Day’s Heat, Fell Dusty.

I Loved You, So I Drew These Tides Of Men Into My Hands/and Wrote My Will Across The Sky In Stars

To Make War Upon Rebellion Is Messy And Slow, Like Eating Soup With A Knife.