Oh, That's The Beauty Of

Where There Is Great Love There Are Always Miracles.

Some Things Are Best Learned In Calm, Others In Storm.

I Like Trees Because They Seem More Resigned To The Way They Have To Live Than Other Things Do. I Feel As If This Tree Knows Everything I Ever Think Of When I Sit Here. When I Come Back To It, I Never Have To Remind It Of Anything; I Begin Just Where I Left Off.

Whatever Is Felt Upon The Page Without Being Specifically Named There — That, One Might Say, Is Created.

When The Eyes Of The Flesh Are Shut, The Eyes Of The Spirit Are Open.