All We Are Asked To

...the Simple Little Words Came Easily, Fitting Themselves To The Tune That Had Come Out Of The Harpsichord. It Didn't Seem To Her That She Made Them Up At All. It Seemed To Her That They Flew In From The Rose-garden, Through The Open Window, Like A Lot Of Butterflies, Poised Themselves On The Point Of Her Pen, And Fell Off It On To The Paper.

Nothing Living Should Ever Be Treated With Contempt. Whatever It Is That Lives, A Man, A Tree, Or A Bird, Should Be Touched Gently, Because The Time Is Short. Civilization Is Another Word For Respect For Life.

"most Of Us Tend To Belittle All Suffering Except Our Own," Said Mary. "i Think It's Fear. We Don't Want To Come Too Near In Case We're Sucked In And Have To Share It".

If One's Intellectual Equipment Was Not Great, One's Spiritual Experience Not Deep, The Result Of Doing One's Very Best Could Only Seem Very Lightweight In Comparison With The Effort Involved. But Perhaps That Was Not Important. The Mysterious Power That Commanded Men Appeared To Him To Ask Of Them Only Obedience And The Maximum Of Effort And To Remain Curiously Indifferent As To The Results.

Cleanliness', Chuckled Sir Benjamin, Noting His Great Niece's Delighted Smile As Her Eyes Rested Upon Him, 'comes Next To Godliness, Eh, Maria?