Oh the wild joys of living! The leaping from rock to rock ... the cool silver shock of the plunge in a pool's living waters.
grow old with me. the best is yet to be. the last of life for which the first was made.
When is man strong until he feels alone?
Lose who may-I still can say, Those who win heaven, blest are they!
Any nose may ravage with impunity a rose.
Earth is crammed with heavens.