A Single Conversation Across The

All Sense Of Hearing And Of Sight Enfold In The Serene Delight And Quietude Of Sleep.

Defeat May Be Victory In Disguise.

If We Could Read The Secret History Of Our Enemies We Should Find In Each Man's Life Sorrow And Suffering Enough To Disarm All Hostility.

My Soul Is Full Of Longing For The Secret Of The Sea

The Lamps Are Lit, The Fires Burn Bright. The House Is Full Of Life And Light.