I delight to come to my bearings,—not walk in procession with pomp and parade, in a conspicuous place, but to walk even with the Builder of the universe, if I may,—not to live in this restless, nervou...
...your tranquil yes to the changing over into the formless void of the unlimited.
If New Orleans is not fully in the mainstream of culture, neither is it fully in the mainstream of time. Lacking a well-defined present, it lives somewhere between its past and its future, as if uncer...
That which is timeless is also the most timely.
Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles, not tears.
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