I Was Born With A Chronic Anxiety

Without Death And Decay, How Could Life Go On?

To See Earth Fully We Already Need To Love It

Nature Is Not Benevolent; Nature Is Just, Gives Pound For Pound, Measure For Measure, Makes No Exceptions, Never Tempers Her Decrees With Mercy, Or Winks At Any Infringement Of Her Laws.

I Still Find Each Day Too Short For All The Thoughts I Want To Think, All The Walks I Want To Take, All The Books I Want To Read, And All The Friends I Want To See.

One Is Tempted To Say That The Most Human Plants, After All, Are The Weeds.