I Imagine Therefore I Belong And Am

Prosperity Whose Sources Are Interior. As Soon Adversity A Diamond Overtake.

To Shut Your Eyes Is To Travel.

We Meet No Stranger, But Ourself.

Fearless--the Cobweb Swings From The Ceiling-- Indolent Housewife--in Daisies--lain!

... I Have No Letter From The Dead, Yet Daily Love Them More.