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People Of Humor Are Always In Some Degree People Of Genius.

There Is Small Chance Of Truth At The Goal, Where There Is Not Childlike Humility At The Starting-post.

I May Not Hope From Outward Forms To Win / The Passion And The Life, Whose Fountains Are Within.

The Water-lily, In The Midst Of Waters, Opens Its Leaves And Expands Its Petals, At The First Pattering Of The Shower, And Rejoices In The Rain-drops With A Quicker Sympathy Than The Packed Shrubs In The Sandy Desert.

Therefore All Seasons Shall Be Sweet To Thee, Whether The Summer Clothe The General Earth With Greenness, Or The Redbreast Sit And Sing Betwixt The Tufts Of Snow On The Bare Branch Of Mossy Apple Tree.