Such Lovely Warmth Of Thought

I Must Not Say What I Truly Think, Or You Will Tell Me I Flatter You-but I Can Only Speak What I Feel-and Very Often I Cannot Even Do That When The Feeling Is Very Deep.

I Attribute My Good Fortune To The Simple Fact That I Have Always Tried To Write Straight From My Own Heart To The Hearts Of Others.

Years Should Be Nothing To You. Who Asked You To Count Them Or Consider Them? In The World Of Wild Nature, Time Is Measured By Seasons Only-the Bird Does Not Know How Old It Is-the Rose-tree Does Not Count Its Birthdays!

Great Poets Discover Themselves. Little Poets Have To Be 'discovered' By Somebody Else.

Greatness Is Always Envied - It Is Only Mediocrity That Can Boast Of A Host Of Friends.