“I have never loved Fortune, even when she seemed most to love me. I never considered her treasures mine, neither her money, nor her office nor her influence. Her theft of these things, therefore. has taken away nothing of my own. Mother, my roof is the stars. My house is human goodness. My body is clothed. My stomach is full. And the thirstier part of me, my soul, drinks gladly from the pool of my books.So much for me. I am just fine.” HumansBookSoulBodyMotherHouseStarsMy OwnTakenInfluenceMinesFineDrinkGoodnessOfficeFortuneTreasureMy SoulStomachPoolRoofTheft Author:Walter Wangerin
“Rush like a river from the highest mountain, drink from the fountain and stop your counting. What kind of wine does he have in his tavern, oh so enchanted and sing like a mad man. Mad with the love of a wife for her husband, child or mother, sister or brother... sing for the Most High, sing for no other. We are all notes in this eternal song, God plays his flute and we all dance along.” MenKindChildrenDoePlayMotherSongWifeBrotherDrinkHusbandMountainEternalHighestRiversMadWineNotesFountainCountingEnchantedFlutesMad MenTaverns Author:Trevor Hall
“The hour arrives, the moment wish'd and fear'd, The child is born by many a pang endear'd And now the mother's ear has caught his cry; O grant the cherub to her asking eye! He comes--she clasps him. To her bosom press'd He drinks the balm of life, and drops to rest.” ChildrenMomentsEyeMotherWishBornHoursCryDrinkEarsAskingPressesCaughtGrantsBosomsInfancyCherubs Author:Samuel Rogers