A Letter Is A Joy Of Earth

There Is No Frigate Like A Book

The Lovely Flowers Embarrass Me. They Make Me Regret I Am Not A Bee.

God's Unique Capacity Is Too Surprising To Surprise.

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

I Stepped From Plank To Plank So Slow And Cautiously; The Stars About My Head I Felt, About My Feet The Sea. I Knew Not But The Next Would Be My Final Inch,— This Gave Me That Precarious Gait Some Call Experience.