Genius ... Is Necessarily Intolerant Of Fetters.

To Have Suffered Much Is Like Knowing Many Languages. Thou Hast Learned To Understand All.

Her Little Butterfly Soul Fluttered Incessantly Between Memory And Dubious Expectation.

When We Are Suddenly Released From An Acute Absorbing Bodily Pain, Our Heart And Senses Leap Out In New Freedom; We Think Even The Noise Of Streets Harmonious, And Are Ready To Hug The Tradesman Who Is Wrapping Up Our Change.

What Greater Thing Is There For Two Human Souls Than To Feel That They Are Joined - To Strengthen Each Other - To Be At One With Each Other In Silent Unspeakable Memories.

Melodies Die Out, Like The Pipe Of Pan, With The Ears That Love Them And Listen For Them.