Whatever satisfies the soul is truth. >>
Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the univers >>
After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, convivia >>
These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn o >>
Deep in their roots all flowers keep the light. >>
Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflic >>
A morning glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.