Every day brings a ship, Every ship brings a word; Well for those who have no fear. Looking seaward, well assured That the word the vessel brings Is the word they wish to hear.

Some of the hurts you have cured, And the sharpest you still have survived, But what torments of grief you endured From evils which never arrived! – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Night is the true democracy. When day    Like some great monarch with his train has passed,    In regal pomp and splendor to the last, The stars troop forth along the Milky Way, A jostling crowd, in radiant disarray,    On heaven’s broad boulevard in pageants vast.    And things of earth, the hunted and outcast, Come from [...]

Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heap’d for the belovèd’s bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. – Percy Bysshe Shelley

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That’s all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die. I lift the glass to my mouth, I look at you, and I sigh.