Nature is always hinting at us.

If you're looking for something to be brave about, consider fine arts.

I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.

I think I know enough of hate to say that for destruction ice is also great and would suffice.

The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all.

What is done is done for the love of it- or not really done at all.

Loyalty is that for the lack of which your gang will shoot you without benefit of trial by jury.