No Sorrow Is Deeper Than

Consider The Sea's Listless Chime: Time's Self It Is, Made Audible.

Give Unto Us This Day The Daily Manna Without Which, In This Desert Where We Dwell, He Must Go Backward Who Would Most Advance.

Love, Who Insists That Love Shall Mutual Be, Link'd Me To Him With Charm Strong As Our Fates; Even Now It Leaves Me Not, As Thou Dost See.

The Human Race Finds Itself In A Better Situation When It Has The Higher Level Of Freedom.

He Who Sees A Need And Waits To Be Asked For Help Is As Unkind As If He Had Refused It.