One Step At A Time Is All

His Mind Of Man, A Secret Makes I Meet Him With A Start He Carries A Circumference In Which I Have No Part.

Fearless--the Cobweb Swings From The Ceiling-- Indolent Housewife--in Daisies--lain!

How Very Sad It Is To Have A Confiding Nature, One's Hopes And Feelings Are Quite At The Mercy Of All Who Come Along; And How Very Desirable To Be A Stolid Individual, Whose Hopes And Aspirations Are Safe In One's Waistcoat Pocket, And That A Pocket Indeed, And One Not To Be Picked!

Prosperity Whose Sources Are Interior. As Soon Adversity A Diamond Overtake.

I Dwell In Possibilities... A Fairer House Than Prose.