Love Is Everything. And That's All We

Spring Is The Period Express From God. Among The Other Seasons Himself Abide, But During March And April None Stir Abroad Without A Cordial Interview With God.

To Be Alive──is Power.

My Friends Are My Estate. Forgive Me Then The Avarice To Hoard Them. They Tell Me Those Who Were Poor Early Have Different Views Of Gold. I Don't Know How That Is. God Is Not So Wary As We, Else He Would Give Us No Friends, Lest We Forget Him.

The Heart Asks Pleasure--first-- And Then--excuse From Pain

It Is Easy To Work When The Soul Is At Play.