How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.
The Merchant of VeniceWe say God and the imagination are one . . . How high that highest candle lights the dark.
The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a PlayWe are candles, I remember thinking, and the wind is rising.
Walking Home: A Traveler in the Alaskan Wilderness, a Journey into the Human Heart