Apparently with no surprise To any happy Flower The Frost beheads it at its play -- In accidental power -- The blonde Assassin passes on -- The Sun proceeds unmoved To measure off another Day For an Approving God.

It is true that the unknown is the largest need of the intellect, though for it, no one thinks to thank God.

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

Life is so rotatory that the wilderness falls to each, sometime.

The pedigree of honey does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him is aristocracy.

You are nipping in the bud fancies which I let blossom. The shore is safer, but I love to buffet the sea - I can count the bitter wrecks here in these pleasant waters, and hear the murmuring winds, but oh, I love the danger!

My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word