I Have Loved The Principle

I Myself Am Pursuing The Same Instinctive Course As The Veriest Human Animal You Can Think Of I Am, However Young, Writing At Random Straining At Particles Of Light In The Midst Of A Great Darkness Without Knowing The Bearing Of Any One Assertion, Of Any One Opinion. Yet May I Not In This Be Free From Sin?

All Clean And Comfortable I Sit Down To Write.

Soft Closer Of Our Eyes! Low Murmur Of Tender Lullabies!

The World Is Too Brutal For Me-i Am Glad There Is Such A Thing As The Grave-i Am Sure I Shall Never Have Any Rest Till I Get There.

The Excellence Of Every Art Is Its Intensity.