So I sit there kicked my heels, thinking about New Orleans, and watching a morbid blue-bottle fly attempt to commit suicide by butting his head against the windowpane.

No bird has ever uttered note That was not in some first bird's throat; Since Eden's freshness and man's fall No rose has been original.

After a debauch of thunder-shower, the weather takes the pledge and signs it with a rainbow.

It were better to be a soldier's widow than a coward's wife.

Turn on its noiseless hinges, delicate sleep!

The fate of the worm refutes the pretended ethical teaching of the proverb, which assumes to illustrate the advantage of early rising and does so by showing how extremely dangerous it is.

The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.