Now I see that there is no such thing as love unreturn'd. The pay is certain, one way or another.

You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side...The Bending forward and backward of the rowers...

What is commonest and cheapest and nearest and easiest is Me, Me going in for my chances, spending for vast returns, Adorning myself to bestow myself on the first that will take me, Not asking the sky to come down to my goodwill, Scattering if freely forever.

As to scenery (giving my own thought and feeling), while I know the standard claim is that Yosemite, Niagara Falls, the Upper Yellowstone and the like afford the greatest natural shows, I am not so sure but the prairies and plains, while less stunning at first sight, last longer, fill the esthetic sense fuller, precede all the rest, and make North America's characteristic landscape.

The smallest sprout shows there is really no death. And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it.

And as to me, I know nothing else but miracles

I do not seek good fortune - I am good fortune!