Why is it that fools always have the instinct to hunt out the unpleasant secrets of life, and the hardiness to mention them?

So free we seem, so fettered fast we are.

Somewhere on this planet, someone has a solution to each of the world's problems. It might be one of us. With your help, we can build a more hopeful world.

Poetry is truth dwelling in beauty.

I grew up in dirt-poor hillbilly country. We lived this dry-below-the-waist kind of scene. If you were a sensual woman you were in league with that which is un-Christlike. Where I come from, a cockroach is a roach, and a cockerel is a rooster because they can't bring themselves to say cock.

Gracious as sunshine, sweet as dew Shut in a lily's golden core.

Don't cry because its over, smile because it happened. -Unknown.

Thou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee And cherish'd thine image for years; Thou hast taught me at last to forget thee, In secret, in silence, and tears.

Your secrets are safe with me and all my friends.

Friends are treasures.

The Natural Clock-work by the might One Wound up at first, and ever since have gone.

There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford.

If a man owns land, the land owns him.

Be nice to people on your way up because you might meet 'em on your way down.

His studie was but litel on the Bible.

Let echo, too, perform her part, Prolonging every note with art; And in a low expiring strain, Play all the comfort o'er again.

Huzzaed out of my seven senses.

Christmas Eve A God must have a God for company. And lo! thou hast the Son-God to thy friend. Thou honour'st his obedience, he thy law. Into thy secret life-will he doth see; Thou fold'st him round in live love perfectly-- One two, without beginning, without end; In love, life, strength, and truth, perfect without a flaw.

God in making man intended by him to reduce all His Works back again to Himself.

A Spirit, zealous, as he seemed, to know More of the Almighty's works, and chiefly Man, God's latest image.