Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,
But to be young was very Heaven!
Ah, God, the way your little finger moved As you thrust a bare arm backward And made play with your…
Security is mostly superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience…
Thoughts On A Station PlatformIt ought to be plainhow little you gainby getting excitedand vexed.You’ll always be latefor the previous…