God often used bitter experiences to make us better. Gold can be a helpful servant, but a cruel master.

Everything today has been heavy and brown. Bring me a Unicorn to ride about the town.

These bright roofs, these steep towers, these jewel-lakes, these skeins of railroad line - all spoke to her and she answered. She was glad they were there. She belonged to them and they to her.

The beach is not the place to work; to read, write or think.

Only with winter-patience can we bring the deep-desired, long-awaited Spring.

The plane seems exultant now, even arrogant. We did it, we did it! We're up, above you. We were dependant on you just now, prisoners fawning on you for favors, for wind and light. But now, we are free. We are up! We are off! Like someone singing ecstatically, climbing, soaring- a sustained note of power and joy.

It is only framed in space that beauty blooms; only in space are events, and objects and people unique and significant and therefore beautiful.