More! More! is the cry of a mistaken soul.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand.
If you trap the moment before it's ripe, The tears of repentence you'll certainly wipe; But if once you let the ripe moment go You can never wipe off the tears of woe.
The Whole Business of Man is The Arts, & All Things Common.
The stars are threshed, and the souls are threshed from their husks.
Gratitude is heaven itself.