O For A Life Of Sensations Rather

I Have So Much Of You In My Heart.

I See A Lily On Thy Brow, With Anguish Moist And Fever Dew; And On Thy Cheek A Fading Rose Fast Withereth Too.

I Will Clamber Through The Clouds And Exist.

Don't Be Discouraged By A Failure. It Can Be A Positive Experience. Failure Is, In A Sense, The Highway To Success, Inasmuch As Every Discovery Of What Is False Leads Us To Seek Earnestly After What Is True, And Every Fresh Experience Points Out Some Form Of Error Which We Shall Afterwards Carefully Avoid.

His Religion At Best Is An Anxious Wish,-like That Of Rabelais, A Great Perhaps.