The smell of violets, hidden in the green, Pour'd back into my empty soul and frame The times when I remembered to have been Joyful and free from blame.

Things seen are mightier than things heard.

As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.

Life is brief but love is LONG .

Nothing in Nature is unbeautiful.

Forgive my grief for one removed Thy creature whom I found so fair I trust he lives in Thee and there I find him worthier to be loved.

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