My Book Should Smell Of Pines And

Trust Your Instinct To The End, Though You Can Render No Reason.

Passion Rebuilds The World For The Youth. It Makes All Things Alive And Significant.

Poetry Teaches The Enormous Force Of A Few Words, And, In Proportion To The Inspiration, Checks Loquacity.

Language Is A City, To The Building Of Which Every Human Being Brought A Stone; Yet He Is No More To Be Credited With The Grand Result Than The Acaleph Which Adds A Cell To The Coral Reef Which Is The Basis Of The Continent.

He Who Is In Love Is Wise And Is Becoming Wiser.