The Whole World Shall Be Ours Because

I Am Poor - Obscure - Just Eighteen Years Of Age - With A Rapacious Appetite For Everything And Principles As Light As My Purse.

I Always Felt That The Great High Privilege, Relief And Comfort Of Friendship Was That One Had To Explain Nothing.

Bless You, My Darling, And Remember You Are Always In The Heart - Oh Tucked So Close There Is No Chance Of Escape - Of Your Sister.

To Work - To Work! It Is Such Infinite Delight To Know That We Still Have The Best Things To Do.

Outside The Sky Is Light With Stars