If We Could Wake Each

How Nature Loves The Incomplete. She Knows If She Drew A Conclusion It Would Finish Her.

The First Of Our Senses Which We Should Take Care Never To Let Rust Through Disuse Is That Sixth Sense, The Imagination. I Mean The Wide-open Eye Which Leads Us To See Truth More Vividly, To Apprehend More Broadly, To Concern Ourselves More Deeply, To Be, All Our Life Long, Sensitive And Awake To The Powers And Responsibilities Given To Us As Human Beings.

If We Could Wake Each Morning With No Memory Of Living Before We Went To Sleep, We Might Arrive At A Faultless Day.

Life Itself Is The Real And Most Miraculous Miracle Of All. If One Had Never Before Seen A Human Hand And Were Suddenly Presented For The First Time With This Strange And Wonderful Thing, What A Miracle, What A Magnificently Shocking And Inexplicable And Mysterious Thing It Would Be.

Between Our Birth And Death We May Touch Understanding, As A Moth Brushes A Window With Its Wing