Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.
What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.
And if the body were not the soul, what is the soul?
Are you the new person drawn toward me?
NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself.
Through the ample open door of the peaceful country barn, A sun-lit pasture field, with cattle and horses feeding; And haze, and vista, and the far horizon, fading away.