Sweet springtime is my time is your time is our time for springtime is love time and viva sweet love.

Miracles are to come. With you I leave a remembrance of miracles: they are by somebody who can love and who shall be continually reborn, a human being.

twice I have lived forever in a smile

Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.

Well, write poetry, for God's sake, it's the only thing that matters.

a salesman is an it that stinks to please but whether to please itself or someone else makes no more difference than if it sells hate condoms education snakeoil vac uumcleaners terror strawberries democ ra(caveat emptor)cy superfluous hair

wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a far better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers.