truth outlives pain, as the soul does life.

For frequent tears have run; The colours from my life.

Happy are all free peoples, too strong to be dispossessed. But blessed are those among nations who dare to be strong for the rest!

Much of the possibility of being cheerful comes from the faculty of throwing oneself beyond oneself.

His ears were often the first thing to catch my tears.

Most illogical Irrational nature of our womanhood, That blushes one way, feels another way, And prays, perhaps another!

With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature.