The real war will never get in the books.
Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.
Here or henceforward it is all the same to me I accept Time absolutely.
Viewed freely the English language is the accretion and growth of every...
I cannot be awake for nothing looks to me as it did before Or else I am...
He most honors my style who learns under it to destroy the teacher.
And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest...
There is that indescribable freshness and unconsciousness about an illiterate...
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk...
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
In nature we never see anything isolated but everything in connection with something else which is before it beside it under it and over it.
