Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you’re lagging, I may remember him!
Experiment has a stimulus which withers its fear.
Hope is a thing with feathers
I dwell in possibilities... a fairer house than prose.
I don't profess to be profound; but I do lay claim to common sense.
My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word