Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree's summit.
Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
...yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From out dark spirits.
What occasions the greater part of the world's quarrels? Simply this: Two minds meet and do not understand each other in time enough to prevent any shock of surprise at the conduct of either party.
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains/ My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk.
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.