Many have justice in their hearts, but slowly it is let fly, for it comes not without council to the bow.
Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always.
If you give people light, they will find their own way.
Often a retrospect delights the mind.
O power of fantasy that steals our minds from things outside, to leave us unaware, although a thousand trumpets may blow loud--what stirs you if the senses show you nothing? Light stirs you, formed in Heaven, by itself, or by His will Who sends it down to us.
I care not where my body may take me as long as my soul is embarked on a meaningful journey.