How Lucious Lies The Pea Within The

Heaven Is So Far Of The Mind That Were The Mind Dissolved - The Site Of It By Architect Could Not Again Be Proved.

We Both Believe, And Disbelieve A Hundred Times An Hour, Which Keeps Believing Nimble.

But A Book Is Only The Heart's Portrait- Every Page A Pulse.

The Sailor Cannot See The North / But Knows The Needle Can.

I Know Nothing In The World That Has As Much Power As A Word. Sometimes I Write One, And I Look At It, Until It Begins To Shine.