So Let The World Go, But Hold

In The Garden The Door Is Always Open Into The "holy" - Growth, Birth, Death. Every Flower Holds The Whole Mystery In Its Short Cycle, And In The Garden We Are Never Far Away From Death, The Fertilizing, Good, Creative Death.

People Are Always Talking About The Joys Of Youth-but, Oh, How Youth Can Suffer!

A Good Marriage Shuts Out A Very Great Deal.

So This Was Fame At Last! Nothing But A Vast Debt To Be Paid To The World In Energy, Blood, And Time.

It Is, I Assume, Quite Easy To Wither Into Old Age, And Hard To Grow Into It.