Jealousy is love bed of burning snarl.
What a dusty answer gets the soul When hot for certainties in this our life!
My religion of life is always to be cheerful.
But O the truth, the truth. The many eyes That look on it The diverse things they see.
The man or country that fights priestcraft and priests is to my mind striking deeper for freedom than can be struck anywhere.
A human act once set in motion flows on forever to the great account. Our deathlessness is in what we do, not in what we are.