Poetry may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being to which we rarely penetrate for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
His purity was too great, his aspiration too high for this poor, miserable world! His great soul is now only enjoying that for which it was worthy!
What you say of the pride of giving life to an immortal soul is very fine...
Being married gives one one's position like nothing else can.
Oh! was ever woman so blessed as I am.
Live life fully while you're here. Experience everything. Take care of...
Anybody can make a difference and be a voice for the voiceless.
I had to make my own living and my own opportunity! But I made it!...
