We Need To Remember That

I Have Found That Among Its Other Benefits, Giving Liberates The Soul Of The Giver.

No One Has Ever Become Poor From Giving.

When I Look Back, I Am So Impressed Again With The Life-giving Power Of Literature.

The Breezes Of The West African Night Were Intimate And Shy, Licking The Hair, Sweeping Through Cotton Dresses With Unseemly Intimacy, Then Disappearing Into The Utter Blackness.

We Love And Lose In China, We Weep On England's Moors, And Laugh And Moan In Guinea, And Thrive On Spanish Shores. We Seek Success In Finland, Are Born And Die In Maine. In Minor Ways We Differ, In Major We're The Same.