Youth Might Be Wise; We Suffer Less

When I Forget That The Stars Shine In Air-- When I Forget That Beauty Is In Stars-- When I Forget That Love With Beauty Is-- Will I Forget Thee: Till Then All Things Else.

Walk Boldly And Wisely.... There Is A Hand Above That Will Help You On.

Dear Lord, Our God And Saviour! For Thy Gifts The World Were Poor In Thanks, Though Every Soul Were To Do Nought But Breathe Them, Every Blade Of Grass, And Every Atomie Of Earth To Utter It Like Dew.

The Value Of A Thought Cannot Be Told.

Death Is Another Life.