Nature, Through All Her Kingdoms, Insures Herself.

Crossing A Bare Common, In Snow Puddles At Twilight, Under A Clouded Sky, Without Having In My Thoughts Any Occurrence Of Special Good Fortune, I Have Enjoyed Perfect Exhilaration. I Am Glad To The Brink Of Fear.

Society Is Always Taken By Surprise At Any New Example Of Common Sense.

There Is Really No Insurmountable Barrier Save Your Own Inherent Weakness Of Purpose.

My Angel,-his Name Is Freedom,- Choose Him To Be Your King; He Shall Cut Pathways East And West, And Fend You With His Wing.

The Only Thing Grief Has Taught Me Is To Know How Shallow It Is.