Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.

Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.

The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.

A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.

Shed no tear - O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more - O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root's white core.

Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds.

And when thou art weary I'll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.

Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me.

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

Maybe what we really need is to change our relationship to what is, to see who we are with the strength of a generous spirit & a wise heart.

You can either be the victim of your own life, or the victor".

God loves us deeply, perfectly, and everlastlingly.

There's a degree of deception in silence.

Women's beauty, like men's wit, is generally fatal to the owners.

Finding the balance between body, mind and spirit is a great achievement.

Bill Knott's poems are . . . rhetorical fluff . . . and fake.

I'm not sober. I haven't done drugs in 3 1/2 years, so I call myself clean.

Obscurity is a bigger problem for authors than piracy.

I don't want you to cook my bread, I don't want you to make my bed. I don't want you to because I'm sad and blue, I just want to make love to you.