You Are My Heart, My Life, My

My Life Is Spent In One Long Effort To Escape From The Commonplaces Of Existence. These Little Problems Help Me To Do So.

What You Do In This World Is A Matter Of No Consequence. The Question Is, What Can You Make People Believe That You Have Done?

Might I Trouble You To Open The Window, For Chloroform Vapour Does Not Help The Palate.

Streams May Spring From One Source, And Yet Some Be Clear And Some Be Foul.

You Never Tire Of The Moor. You Cannot Think The Wonderful Secrets Which It Contains. It Is So Vast, And So Barren, And So Mysterious.