He who does not believe has no soul. He is empty. He has no ideals. He has nothing to live for. He has no sunshine, no light, no joy in life. He is a poor, poor man. ↗
There be those who say that things and places have souls, and there be those who say they have not; I dare not say, myself, but I will tell of The Street. ↗
If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if the simplest things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive. ↗