I linger on the flathouse roof, the moonlight is divine. But my heart is all aflutter like the washing on the line.

Lo and behold! God made this starry wold, The maggot and the mold; lo and behold! He taught the grass contentment blade by blade, The sanctity of sameness in a shade.

You cannot choose your battlefield, The Gods do that for you; But you can plant a standard Where a standard never flew.

Across the downs a hummingbird Came dipping through the bowers, He pivoted on emptiness To scrutinize the flowers.

In the darkness, who would answer for the color of a rose, Or the vestments of the May moth and the pilgrimage it goes?

Once a pallid Vestal Doubted truth in blue; Listed red in ruin, Harried every hue; Barricaded vision, Garbed herself in sighs; Ridiculed the birthmarks Of the butterflies.

The rose has told In one simplicity That never life Relinquishes a bloom But to bestow An ancient confidence.

Let go the lure The striving to unmake; Behold the truth Whenever heart may ache There is a glory In a great mistake.

There is a glory in a great mistake.

The sun shall shine in ages yet to be, The musing moon illumine pastures dim, And afterwards a new nativity For all who slept the dreamless interim.

The starry brocade of the summer night Is linked to us as part of our estate; And every bee that wings its sidelong flight Assurance of a sweeter, fairer fate.

Courage is living by the free will that one creates for themselves, not the life of monotony determined by another.

Only those you trust can betray you.

Everything of value, doesn't come with a price tag

Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time

Statesman are suspected of plotting against mankind, rather than consulting their interests, and are esteemed more crafty than learned.

Stu Hart trained all his kids--only three of them use the litter box.

The older painting - well, it does have an effect all at once, I suppose, but it's of a lesser intensity than a lot of the American work in the last ten or fifteen years.

[Democrats] are not handling the John Lewis flap the right way, clearly. John Lewis is a hero and a civil rights hero.

There are wonderful museums with lots of photographs of 1920's musicals.

A lot of times, in music especially, it's producers making a political decision.