God Would Not Give Us The Same

Life Was Resumed, And Anxious Living Blew Away As If It Had Not Been. I Could Not Breathe Deep Enough Or Long Enough. It Was A Return To Happiness.

So We Die Before Our Own Eyes; So We See Some Chapters Of Our Lives Come To Their Natural End.

It Seems To Me Like Stealing, For Men And Women To Live In The World And Do Nothing To Make It Better.

What's Everybody's Business Is Nobody's Business.

You Never Get Over Bein' A Child Long's You Have A Mother To Go To.