Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.

An ambition is a little creeper that creeps and creeps in your heart night and day, singing a little song, "Come and find me, come and find me."

Be careful with your words, once they are said, they can only be forgiven, not forgotten.

Where was I going? I puzzled and wondered about it til I actually enjoyed the puzzlement and wondering.

Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work. I am the grass. I cover all.

Poetry is a dance music measuring buck-and-wing follies along with the gravest and stateliest dead-marches.

Money buys everything except love, personality, freedom, immortality, silence, peace.