The eyes of my eyes are opened.

America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn't standing still.

hopes dance best on bald men's hair

Lovers alone wear sunlight.

nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.