My Friend: Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in despair. I have no sleep tonight. Ever and again I open my door and look out on the… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“With patient course thy path of duty run; God nothing does, nor suffers to be done, What thou wouldst do thyself, couldst thou but see; The end of all events as well as He.” — Marshall Broomhall Copy Share Image
