Success is counted sweetest by those ne'er succeed. - Emily Dickinson

"He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust.He danced along the dingy days,And this bequest of wingsWas but a book. What libertyA loosened spirit brings!"

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

"Faith is a fine inventionWhen gentlemen can see,But microscopes are prudentIn an emergency."

"Where thou art, that is home."

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