"The Mind has Nerves of it's own – that the Eye does not know –"

"The Sun went down – no Sweet Repose Permitted on the Road – To look at what the Day brought forth Or what the Night bestowed."

"Nature is a haunted house--but Art--is a house that tries to be haunted."

"The only Balm for Woe Is Labor – and the Balm for Labor – Woe –"

"My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun – In Corners – till a Day The Owner passed – identified – And carried Me away –"