The World Is Too Brutal For Me-i

Health Is The Greatest Of Blessings - With Health And Hope We Should Be Content To Live.

I See A Lily On Thy Brow, With Anguish Moist And Fever Dew; And On Thy Cheek A Fading Rose Fast Withereth Too.

I Am In That Temper That If I Were Under Water I Would Scarcely Kick To Come To The Top.

I Will Clamber Through The Clouds And Exist.

I Find That I Can Have No Enjoyment In The World But The Continual Drinking Of Knowledge. I Find There Is No Worthy Pursuit But The Idea Of Doing Some Good For The World.