“I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.”

“After you went, a low wind warbled through the house like a spacious bird, making it high but lonely. When you had gone the love came. I supposed it would. The supper of the heart is when the guest has gone.”

“Write me of hope and love, and hearts that endured.”

“Who has not found the heaven belowWill fail of it above.God's residence is next to min,His furniture is love.”

“Then I will not repineKnowing that bird of mineThough flown shall in a distant treeBright melody for meReturn.”

“These are the days when birds come back, a very few, a Bird or two, to take a backward look.”

“I am nobody! Who are you? Are you a nobody, too?”