Maxioms by T. S. Eliot
Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into read more
Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden.
Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity
Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity
Feast of Mary, Martha & Lazarus, Companions of Our Lord The greatest proof of Christianity for others is read more
Feast of Mary, Martha & Lazarus, Companions of Our Lord The greatest proof of Christianity for others is not how far a man can logically analyze his reasons for believing, but how far in practice he will stake his life on his belief.
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of read more
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.
My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.
