Where's the need of singing now?

For when a woman is left too much alone, sooner or later she begins to think; and no man knows what then she may discover.

I am living on hope and faith ... a pretty good diet when the mind will receive them.

The world is a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell "God" with the wrong blocks.

And thus we all are nighing The truth we fear to know: Death will end our crying For friends that come and go.

Where's the need of singing now?

Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.