My genius from a boy Has fluttered like a bird within my heart; But could not thus confined her power employ, Impatient… — George Moses Horton Copy Share Image
When the bird of the heart begins to sing, too often will reason stop up her ears. — Hans Christian Andersen Copy Share Image
And if he had judged her harshly? If her life were a simple rosary of hours, her life simple and strange as… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
