I write because I'm afraid to say some things out loud.
We inhereit from our ancestors gifts so often taken for granted... Each of us contains within... this inheritance of soul. We are links between the ages, containing past and present expectations, sacred memories and future promise.
The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.
Nothing is said that has not been said before.
Gratitude is the most exquisite form of courtesy.
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
He who is not very strong in memory should not meddle with lying.