Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them.

There is a joy in sorrow which none but a mourner can know.

Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them.

We see these storms a little differently after Katrina. We all realize that no matter how safe you feel . . . you have to take it seriously, you have to plan.

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries.

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries.