For surely as each November has its April, mysteries only are significant; and one mystery-of-mysteries creates them all: nothing false and possible is love (who's imagined,therefore limitless) love's to giving as to keeping's give; as yes is to if,love is to yes

That which we die for lives as wholly as that which we live for dies.

may came home with a smooth round stone as small as a world and as large as alone.

Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.

Love is the whole and more than all.

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.