“"Careful with fire," is good advice, we know: "Careful with words," is ten times doubly so. Thoughts unexpressed may sometimes fall back dead; But God himself can't kill them when they're said.”
“Underneath an apple-tree Sat a maiden and her lover; And the thoughts within her he Yearned, in silence, to discover. Round them danced the sunbeams bright, Green the grass-lawn stretched before them While the apple blossoms white Hung in rich profusion o'er them.”
