Now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened.

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

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

Humanity i love you because you are perpetually putting the secret of life in your pants and forgetting it's there and sitting down on it and because you are forever making poems in the lap of death Humanity i hate you

...sunlight is (life and day are)only loaned:whereas night is given(night and death and the rain are given;and given is how beautifully snow)

A world of made is not a world of born

Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.