My Own Thoughts Are My

Therefore Trust To Thy Heart, And To What The World Calls Illusions.

The Day Is Done; And Slowly From The Scene The Stooping Sun Upgathers His Spent Shafts, And Puts Them Back Into His Golden Quiver!

The Natural Alone Is Permanent.

All Things Are Symbols: The External Shows Of Nature Have Their Image In The Mind , As Flowers And Fruits And Falling Of The Leaves.

Know How Sublime A Thing It Is To Suffer And Be Strong.