Quotes from Herbert Mason

How will you find eternal life To bring back to your friend? He pondered busily, as if It were just a matter of getting down to work Or making plans for an excursion. Then he relaxed, as if there were no use In this reflection. I would grieve At all that may befall you still If I did not know you must return And bury your own loss and build Your world anew with your own hands. I envy you your freedom.

He looked into the old man's face, and it seemed changed, As if this one had fought within himself a battle He would never know, that still went on.

As when we can recall so vividly We almost touch, Or think of all the gestures that we failed To make.