Half Of The Misery In The World

Above All Things, I Delight In Listening To Stories, And Sometimes In Telling Them.

And Her Life Will Perhaps Be The Richer, For Holding Now Within It The Memory Of What Came, But Could Not Stay.

It Is By Loving And Not By Being Loved That One Can Come Nearest To The Soul Of Another.

There Is No Inborn Longing That Shall Not Be Fulfilled. I Think That Is As Certain As The Forgiveness Of Sins.

If There Be Music In My Reader, I Would Gladly Wake It.