The Soul May Ask God

The Point Of Going Somewhere Like The Napo River In Ecuador Is Not To See The Most Spectacular Anything. It Is Simply To See What Is There.

Spend The Afternoon. You Can't Take It With You.

Our Life Is A Faint Tracing On The Surface Of Mystery, Like The Idle, Curved Tunnels Of Leaf Miners On The Face Of A Leaf

I Am A Fugitive And A Vagabond, A Sojourner Seeking Signs.

You Can Serve Or You Can Sing, And Wreck Your Heart In Prayer, Working The World's Hard Work.