It was my first meeting with a philosophy that confirmed my vague speculations and seemed at once logical and boundless.

There is no deformity But saves us from a dream.

Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambassadors on national taste.

Test every work of intellect or faith and everything that your own hands have wrought.

Take, if you must, this little bag of dreams, Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.

And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,/ Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.

All that we did, all that we said or sang must come from contact with the soil.