And thus we all are nighing The truth we fear to know: Death will end our crying For friends that come and go.

I have been reading the Old Testament, a most bloodthirsty and perilous book for the young. Jehovah is beyond doubt the worst character in fiction.

I wonder more and more just where I may have come out if I had never seen Harvard Square.

I am living on hope and faith ... a pretty good diet when the mind will receive them.

The world is a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell "God" with the wrong blocks.

Where's the need of singing now?

Love must have wings to fly away from love, And to fly back again.