Human experience is usually paradoxical.

So to live is heaven; to make undying music in the world.

It's but little good you'll do a-watering the last year's crops

The sons of Judah have to choose that God may again choose them. The divine principle of our race is action, choice, resolved memory.

If you are not proud of your cellar, there is no thrill of satisfaction in seeing your guest hold up his wineglass to the light and look judicial.

Souls live on in perpetual echoes.

Our dead are never dead to us until we have forgotten them: they can be injured by us, they can be wounded; they know all our penitence, all our aching sense that their place is empty, all the kisses we bestow on the smallest relic of their presence.