There Is Hardly A Man On Earth

When I Look Up Into The Starry Heavens At Night And Reflect Upon What It Is I Really See There, I Am Constrained To Say, ´there Is No God´.

The Gift Of Perfume To A Flower Is A Special Grace Like Genius Or Like Beauty, And Never Becomes Common Or Cheap.

In The Order Of Nature We May Behold The Ways Of The Eternal.

Unfortunately, Nuclear Weapons Have Become Identified With State Power.

In New York And New England The Sap Starts Up In The Sugar Maple The Very Day The Bluebird Arrives, And Sugar-making Begins Forthwith. The Bird Is Generally A Mere Disembodied Voice; A Rumor In The Air For Two Or Three Days Before It Takes Visible Shape Before You.