We Look At The One

The First Condition Of Human Goodness Is Something To Love; The Second, Something To Reverence.

Delicious Autumn! My Very Soul Is Wedded To It.

My Books Don't Seem To Belong To Me After I Have Once Written Them; And I Find Myself Delivering Opinions About Them As If I Had Nothing To Do With Them.

May Every Soul That Touches Mine - Be It The Slightest Contact - Get There From Some Good; Some Little Grace; One Kindly Thought; One Aspiration Yet Unfelt; One Bit Of Courage For The Darkening Sky; One Gleam Of Faith To Brave The Thickening Ills Of Life; One Glimpse Of Brighter Skies Beyond The Gathering Mists - To Make This Life Worthwhile.

A Man Falling Into Dark Waters Seeks A Momentary Footing Even On Sliding Stones.