Forgive Us All, For We

Who Knows For What We Live, And Struggle, And Die?... Wise Men Write Many Books, In Words Too Hard To Understand. But This, The Purpose Of Our Lives, The End Of All Our Struggle, Is Beyond All Human Wisdom.

Nothing Is Ever Quiet, Except For Fools.

Sorrow Is Better Than Fear. Fear Is A Journey, A Terrible Journey. But, Sorrow Is At Least An Arriving.

But Sorrow Is Better Than Fear. For Fear Impoverishes Always, While Sorrow May Enrich.

Now God Be Thanked That The Name Of A Hill Is Such Music, That The Name Of A River Can Heal.