The imagination may be compared to Adam's dream-he awoke and found it truth.

A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.

You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.

There is a budding morrow in midnight.

And how they kist each other's tremulous eyes.

There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.

I must choose between despair and Energy──I choose the latter.