Sara Teasdale

Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty…

Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad his kiss was not…

Wisdom is not acquired save as the result of investigation…

Life is but thought…

Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a…

When I can look life in the eyes, grown calm and very coldly wise, life…

Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break…