I Dwell In Possibility.

Nature Is What We Know - Yet Have Not Art To Say - So Impotent Our Wisdom Is To Her Simplicity.

So Instead Of Getting To Heaven, At Last - I’m Going, All Along.

Love Is Everything. And That's All We Know About It.

The Heart Wants What It Wants - Or Else It Does Not Care

I Dwell In Possibility A Fairer House Than Prose More Numerous Of Windows Superior — For Doors.