We Must Never Expect Discretion

There Is No Friendship That Cares About An Overheard Secret.

For The Happy Man Prayer Is Only A Jumble Of Words, Until The Day When Sorrow Comes To Explain To Him The Sublime Language By Means Of Which He Speaks To God.

...remember That What Has Once Been Done May Be Done Again.

Be Kind. Aim For My Heart.

Joy To Hearts Which Have Suffered Long Is Like The Dew On The Ground After A Long Drought; Both The Heart And The Ground Absorb That Beneficent Moisture Falling On Them, And Nothing Is Outwardly Apparant.