Somehow, I Can't Say How, It Tells

Heaven...a Place Where Everything That Is Not Music Is Silence.

A Man May Sink By Such Slow Degrees That, Long After He Is A Devil, He May Go On Being A Good Churchman Or A Good Dissenter And Thinking Himself A Good Christian.

People Must Not Choose Their Neighbors; They Must Take The Neighbors That God Sends Them. The Neighbor Is Just The Person Who Is Next To You At The Moment, The Person With Whom Any Business Has Brought You Into Contact.

Anything Large Enough For A Wish To Light Upon, Is Large Enough To Hang A Prayer Upon.

The Holy Spirit Of The Spring Is Working Silently.