Love Is Its Own Rescue; For We,

If You Take Care Of The Small Things, The Big Things Take Care Of Themselves. You Can Gain More Control Over Your Life By Paying Closer Attention To The Little Things.

Inebriate Of Air Am I, And Debauchee Of Dew, Reeling, Through Endless Summer Days, From Inns Of Molten Blue.

Find Ecstasy In Life; The Mere Sense Of Living Is Joy Enough.

Some Keep The Sabbath Going To Church, I Keep It Staying At Home, With A Bobolink For A Chorister, And An Orchard For A Dome.

I Dwell In Possibility A Fairer House Than Prose More Numerous Of Windows Superior--for Doors Of Chambers As The Cedars Impregnable Of Eye And For An Everlasting Roof The Gambrels Of The Sky Of Visitors--the Fairest For Occupation--this The Spreading Wide My Narrow Hands To Gather Paradise