Poems
Upon the World Turn Round in Thought (1)
As the lone, frighted user of a night-road/ Suddenly turns round, nothing to detect,/ Yet on his fear's sense keepeth still the load/ Of that brink-nothing he doth but suspect;/ And the cold terror m...
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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