For It Is Only Framed In Space

So Many Things We Love Are You!

Only With Winter-patience Can We Bring The Deep-desired, Long-awaited Spring.

One Cannot Collect All The Beautiful Shells On The Beach. One Can Collect Only A Few, And They Are More Beautiful If They Are Few.

Only Love Can Be Divided Endlessly And Still Not Diminish.

I Believe That True Identity Is Found . . . In Creative Activity Springing From Within. It Is Found, Paradoxically, When One Loses Oneself. Woman Can Best Refind Herself In Some Kind Of Creative Activity Of Her Own.