Sunday, July 30


Adam: There is a voice in the garden that tells me things.

Eve: The garden is full of voices sometimes. They put all sorts of thoughts into my head.

Adam: To me there is only one voice. It is very low; but it is so near that it is like a whisper from within myself. There is no mistaking it for any voice of the birds or beasts, or for your voice.

Eve: It is strange that I should hear voices from all sides and you only one from within. But I have some thoughts that come from within me and not from the voices. The thought that we must not cease to be comes from within.

-- George Bernard Shaw In the Beginning