there's time for laughing and there's time for crying— for hoping for despair for peace for longing —a time for growing and a time for dying: a night for silence and a day for singing but more than all(as all your more than eyes tell me)there is a time for timelessness

An intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects

Tomorrow is our permanent address.

Progress is a comfortable disease.

Lovers alone wear sunlight.

worms are the words but joy's the voice

Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.