I . . . am small, like the wren, and my hair is bold like the chestnut burr; and my eyes like the sherry in the glass that the guest leaves.

The hearts that never lean must fall.

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

Affection is like bread, unnoticed till we starve, and then we dream of it, and sing of it, and paint it, when every urchin in the street has more than he can eat.

Truth - is as old as God-.

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.

If Aims impel these Astral Ones The ones allowed to know Know that which makes them as forgot As Dawn forgets them now