A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
It is little men know of women their smiles and their tears alike are seldom...
But the lover's power is the poet's power. He can make love from all the...
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us in joy we face the storm and defy...
It is always the simple that produces the marvelous.
Events that are predestined require but little management. They manage...
That is the great mistake about the affections. It is not the rise and fall...
Old age is the verdict of life.
