Laurie Koster Webs

 


A shiver runs down your spine when you realize it is not our imagination. Something is watching us out there.
Sophy Burnham, A Book of Angels

We not only live among men, but there are airy hosts, blessed spectators, sympathetic lookers-on, that see and know and appreciate our thoughts and feelings and acts.
Henry Ward Beecher

What know we of the Blest above but that they sing, and that they love?
William Wordsworth

Savannah House



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