Give me good digestion, Lord, And also something to digest; but where and how that something comes I leave to Thee, who knoweth best.Mary Webb
If you stop to be kind, you must swerve often from your path.Mary Webb
Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.Mary Webb
Saddle your dreams before you ride em.Mary Webb
The past is only the present become invisible and mute; and because it is invisible and mute, its memorized glances and its murmurs are infinitely precious. We are tomorrow's past.Mary Webb
We are tomorrow's past.Mary Webb
