To Love Life Through Our Labor Is

Love Descends Upon Our Souls By The Will Of God And Not By The Demand Or The Plea Of The Individual.

Your Body Is The Harp Of Your Soul And It Is Yours To Bring Forth Sweet Music From It Or Confused Sounds.

Seek Ye Counsel Of The Aged For Their Eyes Have Looked On The Faces Of The Years And Their Ears Have Hardened To The Voices Of Life. Even If Their Counsel Is Displeasing To You, Pay Heed To Them.

You May Forget With Whom You Laughed, But You Will Never Forget With Whom You Wept.

Love Is Quivering Happiness.