You May Break, You May Shatter The

Love Doesn't Demand Perfection, But It Does Ask You To Give Yourself With Less Reserve Than You'd Prefer.

I Thought That The Light-house Looked Lovely As Hope, That Star On Life's Tremulous Ocean.

You May Break, You May Shatter The Vase, If You Will, But The Scent Of The Roses Will Hang Round It Still.

The Ordinary Acts We Practice Every Day At Home Are Of More Importance To The Soul Than Their Simplicity Might Suggest.

From Plants That Wake When Others Sleep, From Timid Jasmine Buds That Keep Their Odour To Themselves All Day, But When The Sunlight Dies Away Let The Delicious Secret Out To Every Breeze That Roams About.