We Cannot Live Without The

It Is Not That Death Comes, But That Life Leaves.

Garlic, Like Perfume, Must Be Used With Discretion And On The Proper Occasions.

Who Owns Cross Creek? The Red-birds, I Think, More Than I, For They Will Have Their Nests Even In The Face Of Delinquent Mortgages..it Seems To Me That The Earth May Be Borrowed, But Not Bought. It May Be Used, But Not Owned. It Gives Itself In Response To Love And Tending, Offers Its Sesonal Flowering And Fruiting. But We Are Tenants And Not Possessors, Lovers, And Not Masters. Cross Creek Belongs To The Wind And The Rain, To The Sun And The Seasons, To The Cosmic Secrecy Of Seed, And Beyond All, To Time..."

Madness Is Only A Variety Of Mental Nonconformity And We Are All Individualists Here.

Life Is Strong Stuff, Some Of Us Can Bear More Of It Than Others.