Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.
Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.
Pippa's Song The year's at the spring The day's at the morn Morning's at seven, The Hill side's dew-pearled The lark's on the wing The snail's on the thorn God's in his heaven- All's right with the world
At last awake from life, that insane dream we take for waking now.
I do what many dream of, all their lives
Since there my past life lies, why alter it?