A dog, I will maintain, is a very tolerable judge of beauty, as appears from the fact that any liberally educated dog does, in a general way, prefer a woman to a man.

But lilies, stolen from grassy mold, No more curled state unfold, Translated to a vase of gold; In burning throne though they keep still Serenities unthawed and chill.

An atheist is a man who believes himself an accident.

Oh invisible, we view thee, O world intangible, we touch thee, o world unknowable, we know thee.

The desolation and terror of, for the first time, realizing that the mother can lose you, or you her, and your own abysmal loneliness and helplessness without her.

In all change, well looked into, the germinal good out-veils the apparent ill.

Spring is come home with her world-wandering feet, And all things are made young with your desires.