How little do they see what is, who frame their hasty judgments upon t >>
Not where I breathe, but where I love, I live; Not where I love, but w >>
It is with words as with sunbeams -- the more they are condensed, the >>
Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded t >>
Words are the small change of thought. >>
There's no sentence that's too short in the eyes of God. >>
It is with words as with sunbeams -- the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.