The Supernatural Is Only The Natural Disclosed.

Life Is A Spell So Exquisite That Everything Conspires To Break It.

Hope Is A Thing With Feathers

The Words The Happy Say Are Paltry Melody But Those The Silent Feel Are Beautiful-.

A Courteous, Yet Harrowing Grace, As Guest, That Would Be Gone

How Do Most People Live Without Any Thought? There Are Many People In The World,--you Must Have Noticed Them In The Street,--how Do They Live? How Do They Get Strength To Put On Their Clothes In The Morning?