Who do you serve? Do you serve somebody? I serve the poem, no one..
I never have anything to talk about..
What God originates, God orchestrates..
I like my work to stand on its own as much as possible..
There is beauty in everything, Just not everybody sees it.
Swallows and Amazons for-ever!.
Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you..
If when I get to heaven the Lord shall say to me, Spurgeon, I want you to preach for all eternity, I would reply, Lord, give me a Bible, that is all ….