Death, After All, Is The

Here I Begin To Know That Blessedness Is What Can Be Snatched Out The Passing Day And Put Away To Think Of Afterwards.

To Have Faith In Divine Protection Is Good, But Even Beter If Backed By The Pratical Assistance Heaven Has A Right To Expect From Sensible Mortals.

Every Spring Is The Only Spring, A Perpetual Astonishment.

If Ever You Do Go Back, What Is It You Want Of Evesham?" "do I Know? [...] The Silence, It Might Be ... Or The Stillness. To Have No More Running To Do ... To Have Arrived, And Have No More Need To Run. The Appetite Changes. Now I Think It Would Be A Beautiful Thing To Be Still.

There Is In The End No Remedy But Truth. It Is The One Course That Cannot Be Evil.