There Is No Wealth But

Years Should Be Nothing To You. Who Asked You To Count Them Or Consider Them? In The World Of Wild Nature, Time Is Measured By Seasons Only-the Bird Does Not Know How Old It Is-the Rose-tree Does Not Count Its Birthdays!

It Seems A Silly Kind O' Business To Bring Us Into The World At All For No Special Reason 'cept To Take Us Out Of It Again Just As Folks 'ave Learned To Know Us A Bit And Find Us Useful.

Such Lovely Warmth Of Thought And Delicacy Of Colour Are Beyond All Praise, And Equally Beyond All Thanks!

How Foolish It Would Be If Women Did Not Obey Men. The World Would Be All Confusion!

Religion Is Poetry, - Poetry Is Religion.