I can remember only a few of the strange and curious words now dead but living and spoken by the English people a thousand years ago.

Poetry is the silence and speech between a wet struggling root of a flower and a sunlit blossom of that flower.

There is a warning love sends and the cost of it is never written till long afterward.

Look out how you use proud words. When you let proud words go, it is not easy to call them back. They wear long boots, hard boots; they walk off proud; they can't hear you calling. Look out how you use proud words.

Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and you can look out of the window and see the blue sky - or the answer is wrong and you have to start over and try again and see how it comes out this time.

In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning.

A tough will counts. So does desire.So does a rich soft wanting.Without rich wanting nothing arrives.