my motheris pure radiance. she is the suni can touchand kissand holdwithout getting burnt.

The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like.

even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself.

some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.

your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide.

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

i writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.

You are brighter than the sun, prettier than a fresh flower, and sweeter than any chocolate. Your songs are always humming in my heart. I wish you a sweet sweetest day.

Ah, children of the sunlight and the gaslight, how little you know of the world in which you live!

I'm not slick. I'm not polished. I think my strength is in reacting.

But when I'm done with the job I can take it off pretty easy, it's like a suit of clothes, put on something else.

There is a way beyond this life and beyond death, the path of liberation. In order to be liberated, you have to enter into the world of advanced meditation.

For the longest time, marriage has had a guilty conscience about itself. Should we believe it?--Yes, we should believe it.

The English language is not always the President's friend.

When an idea, a proposition, a cause is presented to me in terms that leave me no alternative but to be for it, because it's all pros and no cons, then I know I'm being conned.

Some people spend the whole of their lives sitting waiting for one train, only to find that they never even made it to the station.

The ways we miss our lives are life.