Innocence Dwells With Wisdom, But Never With

Struggling In My Father's Hands, Striving Against My Swaddling Bands, Bound And Weary, I Thought Best To Sulk Upon My Mother's Breast.

Nature Has No Outline. Imagination Has.

You Never Know What Is Enough Unless You Know What Is More Than Enough.

All Wholesome Food Is Caught Without A Net Or Trap.

And We Are Put On Earth A Little Space, That We May Learn To Bear The Beams Of Love.