O friend, for the morrow let us not worryThis moment we have now, let us not hurryWhen our time comes, we shall not tarryWith seven thousand-year-olds, our burden carry

Oh threats of Hell and Hopes of Par

Now the New Year reviving old Desires, The thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires.

Were it not Folly, Spider-like to spinThe Thread of present Life away to win-What? for ourselves, who know not if we shallBreathe out the very Breath we now breathe in!

The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop, The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.

Gratitude is the secret to happiness.

She re-read his email four times, feeling offended and breathless, like he had casually grabbed her head and stuffed it into a pile of wet leaves.

An unexpected Blessing is an answer to a Prayer said, trusting that God will get to it, no matter how long it takes.

Who asked them dern pigs?” he said. “I guess they tracked us, ” Augustus said. “They’re enterprising pigs.

There is profundity to explore, but also laundry to do.

Being a parent is the greatest trust that has been given to human beings.

I think we deserve a happily-ever-after." "If anyone ever did, it's us.

How could anything so sublimely complicated not be the simple answer?

When we pick up one end of the stick, we pick up the other.

I know I can do it," Todd Downey said, helping himself to another ear of corn from the steaming bowl. "I'm sure that in time her death will be a mystery, even to me.