What a name! Was it love or praise? Speech half-asleep or song half-awake? I must learn Spanish, one of these days, Only for that slow sweet name's sake.

The world and life's too big to pass for a dream

There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with for evil so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.

You never know what life means till you die; even throughout life, tis death that makes life live.

Truth never hurt the teller.

Earth being so good, would heaven seem best?

Man seeks his own good at the whole world's cost.