But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!

And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy's bonfire spread.

Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth's prolific lap.

I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.

From the desert I come to thee, On a stallion shod with fire; And the winds are left behind In the speed of my desire.

By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.

With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March!

The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.

The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.

The loving are the daring.

Death is not rare, alas! nor burials few, And soon the grassy coverlet of God Spreads equal green above their ashes pale.

The harmony of soul with the spirit is Happiness.

The people living in land of deep darkness have seen a great light.

Nothing stays forgotten for long, Elly. Sometimes we simply have to remind the world that we're special and that we're still here.

Sometimes we realize that we are like facebook, people using us for themselves, meeting each other via us, earning via us, taking all credits, even no one talking about us, just using US .

God Almighty never intended that the devil should triumph over the Church. He never intended that the saloons should walk rough-shod over Christianity.

Traditionally, photography is supposed to capture an event that has passed; but that is not what I'm looking for. Photography brings the past into the present when you look at it...

Life without literature is a life reduced to penury.

O my Lord Jesus Christ, if I could be in heaven without Thee, it would be hell; and if I could be in hell, and have Thee still, it would be heaven to me, for Thou are all the heaven I want.

To prevent enabling oppression, we demand that black people be twice as good. To prevent verifying stereotypes, we pledge to never eat a slice a watermelon in front of white people.

It can make you a little crazy when you are too connected to a product.