And stay, my dearstay...forever, as my quiet song, in my lilac dawn.

The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like.

With callused handsi tastedthe softness of the moonin the coldest windsi discoveredmy soul's warmest fireplacein the roughnessof his stubblethe tenderest love.

Sometimes I think, I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel.

in the afterglowof an evening raini lay downin the grass and think of youmy body acheslike an after-kissbreaking in soft firesand wildflowersmy dear, i will always bethis tender for you.

May your love for me be likethe scent of the evening seadrifting inthrough a quiet windowso i do not have to runor chase or fall... to feel youall i have to dois breathe.

I had embraced you...long before i hugged you.

moonlight disappears down the hillsmountains vanish into fogand i vanish into poetry.

a single poemthe thing that can keep melight on my feet, when my soul isheavy with sorrow.

If I began to drawmyself away from youwe’d still be liketwo mixed colors of paintimpossible to separate.

May our twilights mix togetherlike breath and breathlessness.

For our last shall be the recorder of eternity.

What I know of the divine sciences and Holy Scriptures, I learned in woods and fields. I have no other masters than the beeches and the oaks.

We want to rescue the American dream.

There are two things that kill a genius - a fatal disease and contentment.

Nicole Kidman in particular seems to bring out the butt-kisser in the sassiest of hackettes, as they ceaselessly strive to portray her as some sort of cross between Mother Teresa and Marilyn Monroe.

When she was rested. she'd find a way to escape. It was the duty of the captive, wasn't it?

I’m the only fire that can live in the rain

Everywhere I go I smell fresh paint.

In a way you can feel that the poet actually is looking over your shoulder, and you say to yourself, now, how would this go for him? Would this do or not?

That combination of thought and action defines creative confidence: the ability to come up with new ideas and the courage to try them out.