To every man there openeth a way, and ways, and a way. And the high soul climbs the high way, and the low soul gropes the low. And in between, on the misty flats, the rest drift to and fro.… — William Arthur Dunkerley Copy Share Image
Not for one single day Can I discern my way, But this I surely know- Who gives the day Will show the way, So… — William Arthur Dunkerley Copy Share
To every man there openeth a way, and ways, and a way. And the high soul climbs the high way, and the low soul… — William Arthur Dunkerley Copy Share
Thank God for sleep! And when you cannot sleep, still thank Him that you live to lie awake. — William Arthur Dunkerley Copy Share
It is not so much WHERE you live, as HOW you live, and whether good flows from you through your neighborhood — William Arthur Dunkerley Copy Share
