A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.
The soft blue sky did never melt Into his heart; he never felt The witchery of the soft blue sky!
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
The thought of our past years in me doth breed perpetual benedictions.
That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.