And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.

The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.

The ordinary acts we practice every day at home are of more importance to the soul than their simplicity might suggest.

Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.

It is not while beauty And youth are thine own And thy cheeks Unprofaned by a tear That the ferver and faith Of a soul can be known To which time will but Make thee more dear No the heart that has truly loved Never forgets But as truly loves On to the close As the sunflower turns On her god when he sets The same look which She'd turned when he rose.

Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.

I have plenty of machinery around me; what I really need is a more enchanting world in which to live and work.