She Had Not Known The Weight Until

Salt Is White And Pure - There Is Something Holy In Salt.

New England Is Quite As Large A Lump Of Earth As My Heart Can Really Take In.

When Scattered Clouds Are Resting On The Bosoms Of Hills, It Seems As If One Might Climb Into The Heavenly Region, Earth Being So Intermixed With Sky, And Gradually Transformed Into It.

She Had Not Known The Weight Until She Felt The Freedom.

There Can Be...no Power...to Disclose...the Secrets That May Be Buried With A Human Heart. The Heart, Making Itself Guilty Of Such Secrets, Must Perforce Hold Them Until The Day When All Hidden Things Be Revealed.