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To Know After Absence The Familiar Street And Road And Village And House Is To Know Again The Satisfaction Of Home.

All Our Yesterdays Are Summarized In Our Now, And All The Tomorrows Are Ours To Shape.

April Is A Promise That May Is Bound To Keep.

You Can't Be Suspicious Of A Tree, Or Accuse A Bird Or A Squirrel Of Subversion Or Challenge The Ideology Of A Violet.

The Earth Turns, And The Seasons, And For All His Pride And Power Man Cannot Temper The Winds Or Change Their Course. They Are The Unseen Tides That Shape Our Days And Our Years.