Life Is The Flower For

Be Like The Bird Who, Pausing In Her Flight Awhile On Boughs Too Slight, Feels Them Give Way Beneath Her, And Yet Sings, Knowing She Hath Wings.

Another Story Must Begin!

When A Man Is Out Of Sight, It Is Not Too Long Before He Is Out Of Mind.

Nature Is Pitiless; She Never Withdraws Her Flowers, Her Music, Her Fragrance, And Her Sunlight From Before Human Cruelty Or Suffering.

Does Not Beauty Confer A Benefit Upon Us, Even By The Simple Fact Of Being Beautiful?