They cannot scare me with their empty spaces Between stars–on stars where no human race is. I have it in me so much nearer home To scare myself with my own desert places. ― Robert Frost, from “Desert Places,” The Collected Poems, Complete and Unabridged. (Holt Paperbacks; 2 Revised edition April 1, 2002)
I hold it true, whate’er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; ‘Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all. — Lord Alfred Tennyson, from “In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 27,″ In Memoriam (London: E. Moxon, 1850). PR 5562 A1 1850 Victoria College Library… Continue reading Lord Alfred Tennyson
Love has gone and left me and I don’t know what to do; This or that or what you will is all the same to me; But all the things that I begin I leave before I’m through,— There’s little use in anything as far as I can see. Love has gone and left me,—and… Continue reading Edna St. Vincent Millay
The Vale of Soul-Making 