Not Using Faults Does Not Mean That

My Father, When He Went, Made My Childhood A Gift Of A Half A Century.

The Real "it Is Well" Is Something I Say From The Ground, Having Fallen.

Sometimes At Night I Light A Lamp So As Not To See.

If Only I Could Leave Everything As It Is, Without Moving A Single Star Or A Single Cloud. Oh, If Only I Could!

Injury, When It Is Slight, Upsets Me; When It Is Strong It Calms Me.