I dwell in possiblities.

I imagine therefore I belong and am free.

We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble.

Had we less to say to those we love, perhaps we should say it oftener.

They say that 'home is where the heart is.' I think it is where the house is, and the adjacent buildings.

The Heart is the Capital of the Mind— The Mind is a single State— The Heart and the Mind together make A single Continent— One—is the Population— Numerous enough— This ecstatic Nation Seek—it is Yourself.

They say that “Time assuages” - Time never did assuage - An actual suffering strengthens As Sinews do, with age - Time is a Test of Trouble - But not a Remedy - If such it prove, it prove too There was no Malady