It is essential to the sanity of mankind that each one should think the other crazy - a condition with which the cynicism of human nature so cordially complies, one could wish it were a concurrence upon a subject more noble.

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

To multiply the harbors does not reduce the sea.

I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf

The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care

Memory is a strange Bell—Jubilee, and Knell.

The possible's slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.