Women Hope That The Dead Love May

The Joy Of A Strong Nature Is As Cloudless As Its Suffering Is Desolate.

Flowers Belong To Fairyland: The Flowers And The Birds And The Butterflies Are All That The World Has Kept Of Its Golden Age--the Only Perfectly Beautiful Things On Earth--joyous, Innocent, Half Divine--useless, Say They Who Are Wiser Than God.

The Bread Of Bitterness Is The Food On Which Men Grow To Their Fullest Stature; The Waters Of Bitterness Are The Debatable Ford Through Which They Reach The Shores Of Wisdom; The Ashes Boldly Grasped And Eaten Without Faltering Are The Price That Must Be Paid For The Golden Fruit Of Knowledge.

In Its Permission To Man To Render Subject To Him All Other Living Creatures Of The Earth, It Continued The Cruelty Of The Barbarian And The Pagan, And Endowed These With What Appeared A Divine Authority.

Excess Always Carries It's Own Retributions.