Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - a... - Emily Dickinson

"A great hope fellYou heard no noiseThe ruin was within."

"If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry."

"I died for beauty but was scarceAdjusted in the tomb,When one who died for truth was lainIn an adjoining room.He questioned softly why I failed?"For beauty,"I replied."And I for truth, the two are one;We brethren are,"he said.And so, as kinsmen met a night,We talked between the rooms,Until the moss had reached our lips,And covered up our names."

"Kein Schiff trägt uns besser in ferne Länder, als ein Buch."

"That it will never come again is what makes life sweet."