I Am Not Afraid Of Lawyers As

But Far, Oh, Far As Passionate Eye Can Reach, And Long, Ah, Long As Rapturous Eye Can Cling, The World Is Mine: Blue Hill, Still Silver Lake, Broad Field, Bright Flower, And The Long White Road A Gateless Garden, And An Open Path: My Feet To Follow, And My Heart To Hold.

The Young Are So Old, They Are Born With Their Fingers Crossed.

Beauty In All Things-no, We Cannot Hope For That; But Some Place Set Apart For It.

I Saw And Heard, And Knew At Last The How And Why Of All Things, Past, And Present, And Forevermore.

You Are Loved. If So, What Else Matters?