Sara Teasdale

"In my heart's most secret place,I pity them as angels do."

"You will recognize your own path when you come upon it because you will suddenly have all the energy and imagination you will ever need."

"I thought of you and how you love this beauty,And walking up the long beach all aloneI heard the waves breaking in measured thunderAs you and I once heard their monotone.Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond meThe cold and sparkling silver of the sea --We two will pass through death and ages lengthenBefore you hear that sound again with me."