Well, write poetry, for God's sake, it's the only thing that matters.
Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
Equality is what does not exist among mortals.
may I be I is the only prayer--not may I be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong.
All in green went my love riding