Love Is Everything. And That's All We

The Heart Is The Capital Of The Mind— The Mind Is A Single State— The Heart And The Mind Together Make A Single Continent— One—is The Population— Numerous Enough— This Ecstatic Nation Seek—it Is Yourself.

The Dandelion's Pallid Tube Astonishes The Grass, And Winter Instantly Becomes An Infinite Alas.

Prayer Is The Little Implement Through Which Men Reach; Where Presence Is Denied Them.

I Know Some Lonely Houses Off The Road A Robber'd Like The Look Of,-- Wooden Barred, And Windows Hanging Low

The Vastest Earthly Day Is Shrunken Small By One Defaulting Face Behind A Pall.