It is strange how the existence of happiness completes your heart even when body is gone. Men seldom cherish the solace of declining years.
Existence of Happiness
Heart and Nerves
You have heart and nerves, Why conceal them? Pride lies with a sweet smile on her face; Her life closed to the end in this abyss.
Solitary Rambling
I took such a taste for this solitary rambling that I did not fear breaking forth alone. My confidence proved plenty and sheltered by my cautious counsel I went wandering in search of myself.
Quiet Distraction
A certain quiet distraction made me rather lax with his cigars on the mantel and a hundred books, from sofa to table, every corner stacked.
More Ambitious
I found that in my power I grew more ambitious.
Hit on the Skull
You fell in love hit on the skull. Pay attention to it no more - You're too young. Get other interests in life!
God Exists
Every detail, every moment it's all this! To explain why I know God exists.
Mornings Are Good
Mornings are good, as close as it got to innocence, this transition to wakefulness.
Fluttering Hope
Something stirred her heart, fluttering hope swelled to greater echos winding them together weaving her happy influence among them.
Flooding in the Unhappy
In vapid listlessness eyes closed, but not rested. It was a state of dilapidation - at least, of detached interest within me. I had been flooding in the unhappy.
