Habit Is Heaven's Own Redress: It Takes

Please, Never Despise The Translator. He's The Mailman Of Human Civilization.

Love Passed, The Muse Appeared, The Weather Of Mind Got Clarity New-found; Now Free, I Once More Weave Together Emotion, Thought, And Magic Sound.

Moral Maxims Are Surprisingly Useful On Occasions When We Can Invent Little Else To Justify Our Actions.

Thank You, Darling, For Learning To Play Chess. It Is An Absolute Necessity For Any Well Organized Family. (in A Letter To His Wife)

Then Came A Moment Of Renaissance, I Looked Up - You Again Are There, A Fleeting Vision, The Quintessence Of All That`s Beautiful And Rare.