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.
Truth is within ourselves.
All's love, yet all's law.
Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.
I hold that a man should strive to the uttermost for his life's set prize.
But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?