Earth's Crammed With Heaven.

And Chaucer, With His Infantine Familiar Clasp Of Things Divine.

Definition Of Love: A Score Of Zero In Tennis. I Love Thee With The Breath, Smiles, Tears Of All My Life.

Silence Is The Best Response To A Fool.

Let Us Be Content To Work To Do The Things We Can, And Not Presume To Fret Because It's Little.

Alas, I Have Grieved So I Am Hard To Love. Yet Love Me--wilt Thou? Open Thine Heart Wide, And Fold Within, The Wet Wings Of Thy Dove.