"Success is counted sweetest / By those who ne'er succeed."

"To hang our head – ostensibly – And hide our Eyes – and weep – Is but a Ruse – to make our Pain The more acute – and deep –"

"The Farthest Thunder that I heard Was that which broke the Cloud – And gave the Summer to the World – But kept the Light behind –"

"Because I could not stop for Death—He kindly stopped for me."

"The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience."