Be your own palace, or the world is your jail. >>
When I died last, and, Dear, I die as often as from thee I go though i >>
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner. >>
My faith is the grand drama of my life. I'm a believer, so I sing word >>
We are twice armed if we fight with faith. >>
There are many things that are essential to arriving at true peace of >>
Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right, by these we reach divinity.