Oh, The Little Birds Sang East, And

Let Us Be Content To Work To Do The Things We Can, And Not Presume To Fret Because It's Little.

Since When Was Genius Found Respectable?

The Denial Of Contemporary Genius Is The Rule Rather Than The Exception. No One Counts The Eagles In The Nest, Till There Is A Rush Of Wings; And Lo! They Are Flown.

Love Me Sweet With All Thou Art Feeling, Thinking, Seeing; Love Me In The Lightest Part, Love Me In Full Being.

I Heard An Angel Speak Last Night/and He Said, "write!"