Deeds Not Words: I Say

Half Of The Secular Unrest And Dismal, Profane Sadness Of Modern Society Comes From The Vain Ideas That Every Man Is Bound To Be A Critic For Life.

Long Ago Apollo Called To Aristæus, Youngest Of The Shepherds, Saying, "i Will Make You Keeper Of My Bees." Golden Were The Hives, And Golden Was The Honey; Golden, Too, The Music, Where The Honey-makers Hummed Among The Trees.

No Matter What Theory Of The Origin Of Government You Adopt, If You Follow It Out To Its Legitimate Conclusions It Will Bring You Face To Face With The Moral Law.

For Real Company And Friendship, There Is Nothing Outside The Animal Kingdom That Is Comparable To A River.

Like Water Spilt Upon The Ground--alas, Our Little Lives Flow Swiftly On And Pass; Yet May They Bring Rich Harvests And Green Grass!