Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.

Few get enough, ― enough is one ;To that ethereal throngHave not each one of us the rightTo stealthily belong ?

THE soul should always stand ajar, That if the heaven inquire,He will not be obliged to wait, Or shy of troubling her.Depart, before the host has slid The bolt upon the door,To seek for the accomplished guest, -- Her visitor no more.

Heaven is so far of the mind that were the mind dissolved - the site of it by architect could not again be proved.