My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word
The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care
You are out of the way of temptation and out of the way of the tempter - I didn't mean to make you wicked - but I was - and am - and shall be - and I was with you so much that I couldn't help contaminate.
How frugal is the chariot that bears a human soul.
in this short life that only lasts ah hour how much-how little-is within our power.
Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart! Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee!