Rocky Coast
“You will find something more in woods than in books. Trees and stones will teach you that which you can never learn from masters”.
Samedi Pluvieux
“La sottise, l’erreur, le péché, la lésine,
Occupent nos esprits et travaillent nos corps,
Et nous alimentons nos aimables remords,
Comme les mendiants nourrissent leur vermine”.
Boundaries
“Like as the waves make towards the pebbl’d shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end”.
Night Walk
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds”.
