Most people only have stray thoughts and it stays at that. But you__e got power, darlin'. You flung out walking evil. Let's hope you can bring up a remedy too.

The canter is a cure for every evil.

We don__ need to be crippled any longer by the disease of sin__ecause God has provided the cure.

But suppose the endlessly dead were to wake in us some emblem:they might point to the catkins hangingfrom the empty hazel trees, or direct us to the raindescending on black earth in early spring. ---And we, who always think of happinessrising, would feel the emotionthat almost baffles uswhen a happy thing falls.

It__ true that laughter really is cheap medicine. It__ a prescription anyone can afford. And best of all, you can fill it right now.

Back in Russia we were dirt-poor. Here in the West we are still poor but have risen above the dirt to tower alongside stalks of grass!