My God! Is that my voice?

Wouldn't you like to have heard the voice of Shakespeare, or Jesus Christ?

You speak into it and everything is recorded, voice, tone, intonation, everything. You turn a little wheel, and forth it comes, and can be repeated ten thousand times. Only fancy what this suggests.

Into thy hands, O Lord. Into thy hands.

O God — please give him back! I shall keep asking You.

The first thing I fell in love with would have to be my mothers breast milk. Food for life. Then I fell in love with her, then the Creator, then myself. In the end,, you can always count on those people to love you back.