I know transplanted human worth will bloom to profit otherwhere.

Rain, rain, and sun! A rainbow in the sky!

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

He is all fault who has no fault at all.

I can't be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)

Do we indeed desire the dead Should still be near us at our side ? Is there no baseness we would hide ? No inner vileness that we dread ? How many a father have I seen A sober man, among his boys Whose youth was full of foolish noise.

That man's the true Conservative who lops the moldered branch away.