There are accents in the eye which are not on the tongue, and more tales come from pale lips than can enter an ear. It is both the grandeur and the pain of the remoter moods that they avoid the pathway of sound.

Mrs. Penniman always, even in conversation, italicised her personal pronouns.

College is always a time of change, I guess, the last major convulsion of childhood,

When we plant a rose seed in the earth, we notice that it is small, but we do not criticize it as “rootless and stemless.” We treat it as a seed, giving it the water and nourishment required of a seed.

Written By W. Timothy Gallwey

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