And Were My Faith So

I Had Seen A Herd Of Buffalo, One Hundred And Twenty-nine Of Them, Come Out Of The Morning Mist Under A Copper Sky, One By One, As If The Dark And Massive, Iron-like Animals With The Mighty Horizontally Swung Horns Were Not Approaching, But Were Being Created Before My Eyes And Sent Out As They Were Finished.

I Will Not Let Thee Go, Except Thou Bless Me.

Coffee, According To The Women Of Denmark, Is To The Body What The Word Of The Lord Is To The Soul.

Difficult Times Have Helped Me To Understand Better Than Before, How Infinitely Rich And Beautiful Life Is In Every Way, And That So Many Things That One Goes Worrying About Are Of No Importance Whatsoever.

Who Tells A Finer Tale Than Any Of Us. Silence Does.