Carrying a poppy he passes through the quarrel.

In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger.

Giddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop

What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.

Reflected in the dragonfly's eye -- mountains.

In spring rain a pretty girl yawning.

Don't worry, spiders, I keep house casually.

O snail Climb Mount Fuji But slowly, slowly!

Summer night-- even the stars are whispering to each other.

Listen, all creeping things, the bell of transience.

Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings... Amble out for love

The mere fact that I exist means that I deserve to be here and to express myself any damn why I please.

Children see beauty in everything.

Our great Republic is a government of laws and not of men. Here, the people rule.

Where women love each other, men learn to smother their mutual dislike.

Every night is different, you never know what it's going to be like. I remember every night. I don't like to compare them.

None but the dead have free speech.

Do I believe that God can change bitter circumstances into sweet blessing? Am I willing to let Him?

It's not usually anybody else's false when you don't get what you want. Sometimes it is. There's exceptions to everything. It's usually the self-limitations that we attach to ourselves.

Sometimes you find your voice by trying to write like people, and sometimes you find it by trying to write unlike people.