There is no death. The thing that we call death Is but another, sadder name for life.

Children are the keys of Paradise. They alone are good and wise, because their thoughts, their very lives are prayer.

Once, when the days were ages, And the old Earth was young, The high gods and the sages From Nature's golden pages Her open secrets wrung.

There are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain: But when youth, the dream, departs, It takes something from our hearts, And it never comes again.

Silence is the speech of love, The music of the spheres above.

We love in others what we lack ourselves, and would be everything but what we are.

A face at the window, a tap on the pane, who is it that wants me tonight in the rain?

Day is the Child of Time, And Day must cease to be: But Night is without a sire, And cannot expire, One with Eternity.

We grow like flowers, and bear desire, the odor of the human flowers.

There is no hope the future will but turn the old sand in the falling glass of time.

Heaven is not gone, but we are blind with tears, Groping our way along the downward slope of Years!

Some conjurers say that number three is the magic number, and some say number seven. It's neither my friend, neither. It's number one. (Fagin)

A Beautiful verse takes birth when "U"n"I" VERSE.

The dirty laundry of our confessed sin belongs in the Lord’s laundry hamper

Every day, getting up early in the morning before much traffic, my wife takes me 10 miles from home, drops me off, and I have to get back.

LINEN, n. "A kind of cloth the making of which, when made of hemp, entails a great waste of hemp."

Storm clouds of terror and dictatorship are gathering over the whole country... They must not be allowed to bring eternal night.

Detail is the heart of realism, and the fatty degeneration of art.

Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, or worn. It is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace & gratitude.

Tonight I'm going to listen with my ears.

Nothing bears out in practice what it promises incipiently.