I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.
Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
they believe in Christ and Longfellow, both dead
And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms
The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.
Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you're a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you're nobody-but-yourself.