Henry David Thoreau

Light Winged Smoke
Lightwinged Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, read more

Light Winged Smoke
Lightwinged Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and the messenger of dawn,
Circling above the hamlets as thy nest;
Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form
Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts;
By night star-veiling, and by day
Darkening the light and blotting out the sun;
Go thou my incense upward from this hearth,
And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame.
-Henry David Thoreau-.

If you give money, spend yourself with it.

If you give money, spend yourself with it.

Things do not change; we change.

Things do not change; we change.

Pity the man who has a character to support -- it is worse than a large family -- he is read more

Pity the man who has a character to support -- it is worse than a large family -- he is silent poor indeed.

As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.

As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.