Some Keep The Sabbath Going

The Soul Should Always Stand Ajar, Ready To Welcome The Ecstatic Experience.

I Dwell In Possibility A Fairer House Than Prose More Numerous Of Windows Superior--for Doors Of Chambers As The Cedars Impregnable Of Eye And For An Everlasting Roof The Gambrels Of The Sky Of Visitors--the Fairest For Occupation--this The Spreading Wide My Narrow Hands To Gather Paradise

Life Is The Finest Secret. So Long As That Remains, We Must All Whisper.

A Sick Room Is At Times Too Sacred A Place For A Friend's Knock, Timid As That Is.

These Are The Days When Birds Come Back, A Very Few, A Bird Or Two, To Take A Backward Look.