creative thought seems prone to flower in symbols before it ripens to fruit.

Anyone one loves is a potential enemy.

creative thought seems prone to flower in symbols before it ripens to fruit.

Civilization has developed executive powers far beyond its understanding.

Dreams are only the image of outward things shown on an inward mirror. But the mirror is the soul's enclosing darkness.

There is a special blessing in old clothes, and that aside from their comfort, for which especially they are to be cherished. They confer a kind of anonymity on one who wears them gladly; all their bright places rubbed to a uniform dullness, they achieve an appearance so nearly nondescript that only a close scrutiny could learn that ever they held shape at all.

happiness, unlike grief, does not clamor for a chronicler.