As To The Pure Mind

When She Had Passed, It Seemed Like The Ceasing Of Exquisite Music.

Then Followed That Beautiful Season... Summer.... Filled Was The Air With A Dreamy And Magical Light; And The Landscape Lay As If New Created In All The Freshness Of Childhood.

Glorious Indeed Is The World Of God Around Us, But More Glorious The World Of God Within Us.

No Tears Dim The Sweet Look That Nature Wears.

If You Once Understand An Author's Character, The Comprehension Of His Writings Becomes Easy.