“We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream : it may be so at the moment after death.” — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“Westward on the high-hilled plains Where for me the world began, Still, I think, in newer veins Frets the changeless blood of man. ... There, when hueless is the west And the darkness hushes wide, Where the lad lies down… — A.E. Housman Copy Share Image
