I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality. - Emily Dickinson

"A wounded dear leaps the highest"

"The bustle in a houseThe morning after deathIs solemnest of industriesEnacted upon earth,--The sweeping up the heart,And putting love awayWe shall not want to use againUntil eternity"

"Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed."

"How happy is the little stoneThat rambles in the road alone,And doesn't care about careers,And exigencies never fears;Whose coat of elemental brownA passing universe put on;And independent as the sun,Associates or glows alone,Fulfilling absolute decreeIn casual simplicity."

"To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else."