Our Prejudices Are Our Robbers, They Rob

Let Him Go Where He Will, He Can Only Find So Much Beauty Or Worth As He Carries.

Who Shall Set A Limit To The Influence Of A Human Being? There Are Men, Who, By Their Sympathetic Attractions, Carry Nations Withthem, And Lead The Activity Of The Human Race. And If There Be Such A Tie, That, Wherever The Mind Of Man Goes, Nature Will Accompany Him, Perhaps There Are Men Whose Magnetisms Are Of That Force To Draw Material And Elemental Powers, And, Where They Appear, Immense Instrumentalities Organize Around Them.

My Good Hoe As It Bites The Ground Revenges My Wrongs, And I Have Less Lust To Bite My Enemies. In The Smoothing The Rough Hillocks, I Smooth My Temper.

The Affections Cannot Keep Their Youth Any More Than Men.

Within, I Do Not Find Wrinkles And Used Heart, But Unspent Youth.