Lo! now the direful monster, whose skin clings To his strong bones, strides o’er the groaning rocks: He withers all in silence, and his hand Unclothes the earth, and freezes up frail life. Strong
What We Have Once Enjoyed We Can Never Lose . . . All That We Love Deeply Becomes a Part of Us Anne Sullivan
On Some Great and Glorious Day the Plain Folks of the Land Will Reach Their Heart’s Desire at Last . . .
It’s not about the goal. It’s about growing to become the person that can accomplish that goal. Change
