The Dearest Events Are Summer-rain.

If The Vast And The Spiritual Are Omitted, So Are The Practical And The Moral.

Too Busy With The Crowded Hour To Fear To Live Or Die.

Light Is The First Of Painters. There Is No Object So Foul That Intense Light Will Not Make It Beautiful.

There Are Two Laws Discretenot Reconciled,law For Man, And Law For Thing.

Life Wastes Itself Whilst We Are Preparing To Live.