“Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.”

Wild nights! Wild nights! Were I with thee, wild nights should be our luxury!

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.

I dwell in possibility.

To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.

Dwell in possibility.

I find ecstasy in living; the mere sense of living is joy enough.

The brain is wider than the sky.