All Things Great Are Wound Up With

Gilbert, I'm Afraid I'm Scandalously In Love With You.

I'm So Glad My Window Looks East Into The Sunrising- It's So Splendid To See The Morning Coming Up Over Those Long Hills And Glowing Through Those Sharp Fir Tops. It's New Every Morning, And I Feel As If I Washed My Very Soul In That Bath Of Earliest Sunshine.

Desire Grows By What It Feeds On.

A Plate Of Apples, An Open Fire, And A Jolly Good Book Are A Fair Substitute For Heaven.

My Life Is A Perfect Graveyard Of Buried Hopes.