If All The World Is A Stage

Make Us Happy And You Make Us Good.

How Sad And Bad And Mad It Was - But Then, How It Was Sweet

That's The Wise Thrush; He Sings Each Song Twice Over, Lest You Should Think He Never Could Recapture The First Fine Careless Rapture!

The Heavens And Earth Stay As They Were; My Heart Beats As It Beat: The Truth Remains The Truth.

There Is An Inmost Center In Us All, Where Truth Abides In Fullness;....and, To Know, Rather Consists In Opening Out A Way Where The Imprisoned Splendor May Escape, Then In Effecting Entry For A Light Supposed To Be Without.