Nothing Is Ever Quiet, Except For Fools.

The Truth Is, Our Civilization Is Not Christian; It Is A Tragic Compound Of Great Ideal And Fearful Practice, Of Loving Charity And Fearful Clutching Of Possessions.

Pain And Suffering, They Are A Secret. Kindness And Love, They Are A Secret. But I Have Learned That Kindness And Love Can Pay For Pain And Suffering.

The Tragedy Is Not That Things Are Broken. The Tragedy Is That Things Are Not Mended Again.

There Is A Man Sleeping In The Grass. And Over Him Is Gathering The Greatest Storm Of All His Days. Such Lightening And Thunder Will Come There Has Never Been Seen Before, Bringing Death And Destruction. People Hurry Home Past Him, To Places Safe From Danger. And Whether They Do Not See Him There In The Grass, Or Whether They Fear To Halt Even A Moment, But They Do Not Wake Him, They Let Him Be.

When Men Are Ruled By Fear, They Strive To Prevent The Very Changes That Will Abate It.