In This World A Man Must Either

Many People Do Not Allow Their Principles To Take Root, But Pull Them Up Every Now And Then, As Children Do The Flowers They Have Planted, To See If They Are Growing.

Does Not All The Blood Within Me Leap To Meet Thee, Leap To Meet Thee, As The Springs To Meet The Sunshine.

Not Enjoyment, And Not Sorrow, Is Our Destined End Or Way; But To Act, That Each Tomorrow Find Us Farther Than Today.

It Is True, That It Is Not At All Necessary To Love Many Books, In Order To Love Them Much.

The Heaven Of Poetry And Romance Still Lies Around Us And Within Us.