it's no use trying to pretend that mostpeople and ourselves are alike. Mostpeople have less in common with ourselves than thesquarerootofminusone. You and I are human beings; mostpeople are snobs.

All ignorance toboggans into know and trudges up to ignorance again.

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

may I be I is the only prayer--not may I be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong.

The mind is its own beautiful prisoner. Mind looked long at the sticky moon opening in dusk her new wings then decently hanged himself,one afternoon. The last thing he saw was you naked amid unnaked things.

The whole truth... sings only - and all lovers are the song.

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you