O America, I am your Liberty, and you are that huddled mass yearning to breathe free. I am your Lighthouse, the One beaconing [yea, beckoning], and you are that wayfarer__trayed, grayed, and frayed _ Now, return, you tempest-tost; lift up your gaze to the lighted torch aloft the golden door and come home.
MS
Author
Maurice Suwa
/maurice-suwa-quotes-and-sayings
1
Quotes
1
Works
Author Summary
About Maurice Suwa on QuoteMust
Maurice Suwa currently has 1 indexed quotes and 1 linked works on QuoteMust. This page is the canonical destination for that author archive.
Works
Books and titles linked to this author
The Lamb's Epistle: The Living Lord's Final Word to a Dying World
Quotes