No Thought Which Ever Stirred A Human

Each Life Unfulfilled, You See; It Hangs Still, Patchy And Scrappy: We Have Not Sighed Deep, Laughed Free, Starved, Feasted, Despaired,—been Happy.

Life Is An Empty Dream.

Go Practice If You Please With Men And Women: Leave A Child Alone For Christ's Particular Love's Sake!

Out Of Your Whole Life Give But A Moment! All Of Your Life That Has Gone Before, All To Come After It, -so You Ignore, So You Make Perfect The Present, Condense, In A Rapture Of Rage, For Perfection's Endowment, Thought And Feeling And Soul And Sense.

The World And Life's Too Big To Pass For A Dream