It Is The Mark Of An Inexperienced

Woe To The Man Whose Heart Has Not Learned While Young To Hope, To Love - And To Put Its Trust In Life.

We Looked At The Venerable Stream Not In The Vivid Flush Of A Short Day That Comes And Departs Forever, But In The August Light Of Abiding Memories.

A Modern Fleet Of Ships Does Not So Much Make Use Of The Sea As Exploit A Highway.

You Can't Breathe Dead Hippo Waking, Sleeping, And Eating, And At The Same Time Keep Your Precarious Grip On Existence.

I Suppose Everybody Must Be Always Just A Little Homesick.