When you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart, you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime. Oh, peace. Worry never climbed a hill. Worry never paid a bill. Worry never dried a tear. Worry never calmed a fear. Worry never darned a heel. Worry never cooked a meal. Worry never led a horse to water. Worry never done a thing you'd think it oughta. There is no conflict between the old and the new