Proverty And Wealth Are Comparative Sins.

As We Have Said, Robust Souls Are Sometimes Almost, But Not Entirely, Overthrown By Strokes Of Misfortune....despair Has Steps Leading Upward. From Total Depression We Rise To Despondency, From Despondency To Affliction, From Affliction To Melancholy. Melancholy Is A Twilight State In Which Suffering Transmutes Into A Somber Joy....melancholy Is The Enjoyment Of Being Sad.

In My Old Age There Is A Coming Into Flower. My Body Wanes; My Mind Waxes.

Be As A Bird Perched On A Frail Branch That She Feels Bending Beneath Her, Still She Sings Away All The Same, Knowing She Has Wings.

You Preserve Your Shame But You Kill Your Glory.

If God Had Intended That Man Should Go Backward, He Would Have Given Him Eyes In The Back Of His Head.