The Appetite For Silence Is Seldom An

One Need Not Be A Chamber To Be Haunted.

I Never Saw A Moor, I Never Saw The Sea; Yet Know I How The Heather Looks, And What A Wave Must Be. I Never Spoke With God, Nor Visited In Heaven; Yet Certain Am I Of The Spot, As If A Chart Were Given.

I Dwell In Possiblities.

Bring Me The Sunset In A Cup.

They Say That 'home Is Where The Heart Is.' I Think It Is Where The House Is, And The Adjacent Buildings.