I Write This Sitting In The Kitchen

I Think It [religion] Is An Art, The Greatest One; An Extension Of The Communion All The Other Arts Attempt.

People's Clothes Ought To Be Buried With Them.

Extreme Happiness Invites Religion Almost As Much As Extreme Misery.

Wakings Are The Worst Times--almost Before My Eyes Are Open A Great Weight Seems To Roll On My Heart.

It's Odd How Different A House Feels When One Is Alone In It. It Makes It Easier To Think Rather Private Thoughts.