Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. They flickered out saying: "It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds.

A liar is a liar and lives on the lies he tells and dies in a life of lies.

There are ten men in me and I do not know or understand one of them.

Hope is an echo, hope ties itself yonder, yonder.

There is a music for lonely hearts nearly always. If the music dies down there is a silence. Almost the same as the movement of music. To know silence perfectly is to know music.

Back of every mistaken venture and defeat is the laughter of wisdom, if you listen.

Poetry is a fossil rock-print of a fin and a wing, with an illegible oath between.