worms are the words but joy's the voice

here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

Treat a man like dirt-he produces flowers.

I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.

May my heart always be open to little birds, who are the secrets of living. Whatever they sing is better than to know. And if men should not hear them - then men are old.

And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.