In Our Rags Of Light, All Dressed

Seriousness Is The Deepest Pleasure We Have.

I Have Often Prayed For You Like This Let Me Have Her

Avoid The Flourish. Do Not Be Afraid To Be Weak. Do Not Be Ashamed To Be Tired. You Look Good When You’re Tired. You Look Like You Could Go On Forever. Now Come Into My Arms. You Are The Image Of My Beauty .

The Older I Get, The Surer I Am That I'm Not Running The Show.

Now I've Heard There Was A Secret Chord That David Played, And It Pleased The Lord But You Don't Really Care For Music, Do You? It Goes Like This The Fourth, The Fifth The Minor Fall, The Major Lift The Baffled King Composing Hallelujah