William Blake Quote

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay

Ocean: A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man - who has no gills.

It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important

No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings

A thing of beauty is a joy forever; its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain