When You Look Closely People

Among The Hills, When You Sit In The Cool Shade Of The White Poplars, Sharing The Peace And Serenity Of Distant Fields And Meadows - Then Let Your Heart Say In Silence, "god Rests In Reason." And When The Storm Comes, And The Mighty Wind Shakes The Forest, And Thunder And Lightning Proclaim The Majesty Of The Sky, - Then Let Your Heart Say In Awe, "god Moves In Passion.

It Was In My Heart To Help A Little Because I Was Helped Much.

The Saint And The Sinner Are Twin Brothers...one Was Born But The Moment Before The Other.

All Things In This Creation Exist Within You And All Things In You Exist In Creation; There Is No Border Between You And The Closest Things, And There Is No Distance Between You And The Farthest Things, And All Things, From The Lowest To The Loftiest, From The Smallest To The Greatest, Are Within You As Equal Things.

To Know The Pain Of Too Much Tenderness