There Must Be People Who Pray Even

To Die Is Nothing; But It Is Terrible Not To Live.

What Love Commences Can Be Finished By God Alone.

Spira, Spera. (breathe, Hope)

How Did It Happen That Their Lips Came Together? How Does It Happen That Birds Sing, That Snow Melts, That The Rose Unfolds, That The Dawn Whitens Behind The Stark Shapes Of Trees On The Quivering Summit Of The Hill? A Kiss, And All Was Said.

What Matters Deafness Of The Ear, When The Mind Hears? The One True Deafness, The Incurable Deafness, Is That Of The Mind.