Some people always sigh in thanking God.
So mothers have God's license to be missed.
Books are men of higher stature, and the only men that speak aloud for future times to hear.
I heard an angel speak last night/And he said, "Write!"
Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his soul.