The words the happy say Are paltry melody But those the silent feel Are beautiful-.
Renunciation-is a piercing Virtue-The letting go A Presence-for an Expectation-.
The Things that never can come back, are several- Childhood-some forms of Hope-the Dead- Though Joys-like Men-may sometimes make a Journey- And still abide-.
The Past is such a curious Creature To look her in the Face A Transport may receipt us Or a Disgrace-.
The vastest earthly Day Is shrunken small By one Defaulting Face Behind a Pall.
Spring’s first conviction is a wealth beyond its whole experience.
Earth is a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true.
The steeples swam in amethyst, the news like squirrels swam.
I never saw a meme; I never saw the sea.
If fame belonged to me, I could not escape her; if she did not, the longest day would pass me on the chase, and the approbation of my dog would forsake me.
To travel far, there is no better ship than a book.
Pain has an element of blank.
My friends are my estate. Forgive me then the avarice to hoard them. They tell me those who were poor early have different views of gold. I don’t know how that is. God is not so wary as we, else He would give us no friends, lest we forget Him.
Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity – Unable they that love – to die For Love reforms Vitality Into Divinity.
Hope is a thing with feathers.
I have an appetite for silence.
How lucious lies the pea within the pod.
I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity Nor had I time to love: but since Some industry must be, The little toil of love, I thought, Was large enough for me.
Love is like life-merely longer.
One step at a time is all it takes to get you there.