Fall the deep curtains, delicate the weave, fair the thread.

In my garden the winds have beaten the ripe lilies; in my garden, the salt has wilted the first flakes of young narcissus.

We are voyagers, discoverers of the not-known, the unrecorded; we have no map; possibly we will reach haven, heaven.

I will be free, no lover's kiss to bind me to earth, no bliss of love to counteract actual bliss.

Dance until the earth dance.

She did not look at the daffodils. They didn't mean anything. She looked at the daffodils. She said, 'Thank you for the daffodils.

One flower may slay the winter and meet death.

You are wind in a stark tree, you are the stark tree unbent, you are a strung bow, you are an arrow.

I could not accept from wisdom what love taught, woman is perfect.

Ah love is bitter and sweet, but which is more sweet the bitterness or the sweetness, none has spoken it.

No poetic phantasy but a biological reality, a fact: I am an entity like bird, insect, plant or sea-plant cell; I live; I am alive.

Science is a bit like the joke about the drunk who is looking under a lamppost for a key that he has lost on the other side of the street, because that's where the light is. It has no other choice.

Friendship, neglected, is like a flower deprived of water and sunlight.

Work hard, play hard, love hard. <3

You should RULE your money, Money shouldn't RULE your Life.

I enjoy playing characters where the silence is loud.

Cancer is a disease where the patient can contribute a great deal of help himself if he or she can retain their morale and their hopes.

The man, with his brain, can pierce the intoxicating mirage of things and contemplate a frozen universe in the most perfect indifference to him and his dreams.

There are two types of sufferers

The poetry is all in the anticipation, for there is none in reality.

If the problem is Washington is corrupt, why on Earth would you want to give more power to Washington?