Life's A Vast Sea That

There Are Answers Which, In Turning Away Wrath, Only Send It To The Other End Of The Room.

A Blush Is No Language; Only A Dubious Flag - Signal Which May Mean Either Of Two Contradictories

You May Try — But You Can Never Imagine What It Is To Have A Man's Force Of Genius In You, And Yet To Suffer The Slavery Of Being A Girl.

I Always Think The Flowers Can See Us, And Know What We Are Thinking About.

Man Finds His Pathways: At First They Were Foot-tracks, As Those Of The Beast In The Wilderness; Now They Are Swift And Invisible: His Thought Dives Through The Ocean, And His Wishes Thread The Air: Has He Found All The Pathways Yet? What Reaches Him, Stays With Him, Rules Him: He Must Accept It, Not Knowing Its Pathway.