Faith, Folklore, and Friends

The air up there in the clouds  is very pure and fine,  bracing and delicious.  And why  shouldn't it be?  — it is the same the angels breathe.  ~Mark Twain 

The air up there in the clouds  is very pure and fine,  bracing and delicious.  And why  shouldn't it be?  — it is the same the angels breathe.  ~Mark Twain 

Let the day suffice, with all its joys and failings, its little triumphs and defeats.  I'd happily, if sleepily, welcome evening as a time of rest, and let it slip away, losing nothing. ~Kathleen  Norris