Little Souls

It is from littleness of soul that the mind is easily disturbed and put out of frame by the reproaches and the ill treatment of men; as we see that little streams of waters are much disturbed in their course by small unevennesses and obstacles that they meet with, and make a great deal of noise as they pass over them, whereas great and might streams would pass over them calmly and quietly, smooth and unruffled.

~Jonathan Edwards




“Sleep my little babby-oh

Sleep until you waken

When you’re grown you’ll see the world

If I’m not mistaken

Kiss a lover,

Dance a measure

Find your name

and buried treasure…

Face your life

Its pain,

Its pleasure,

Leave no path untaken.”



The Graveyard Book, by Neil Gaiman