Business Was His Aversion; Pleasure Was His

There Is No Reasoning With Imagination.

Promises Are Dangerous Things To Ask Or To Give.

Nature Knows Best, And She Says, Roar!

Why Will Friends Publish All The Trash They Can Scrape Together Of Celebrated People?

I Find The Love Of Garden Grows Upon Me As I Grow Older More And More. Shrubs And Flowers And Such Small Gay Things, That Bloom And Please And Fade And Wither And Are Gone And We Care Not For Them, Are Refreshing Interests, In Life, And If We Cannot Say Never Fading Pleasures, We May Say Unreproved Pleasures And Never Grieving Losses.