Anger as soon as fed is dead- 'Tis starving makes it fat.

Action is redemption.

Speech is one symptom of affection; and silence one; the perfect communication is heard of none.

I felt it shelter to speak to you.

I HIDE myself within my flower That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower, That, fading from your vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me Almost a loneliness.

The hearts that never lean must fall.

I dwell in possibilities... a fairer house than prose.