Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save.
The earth has grown old with its burden of care but at Christmas it always is young the heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair and its soul full of music breaks the air when the song of angels is sung.
Sad will be the day for any man when he becomes contented with the thoughts...
A man who lives right and is right has more power in his silence than...
Do not pray for tasks equal to your powers. Pray for powers equal to your...
You know, for most of its life bluegrass has had this stigma of being all...
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
I like finding that common point between another...
