Is Bliss then, such Abyss, I must not put my foot amiss For fear I spoil my shoe? I'd rather suit my foot Than save my Boot -- For yet to buy another Pair is possible, At any store -- But Bliss, is sold just once. The Patent lost None buy it any more --

My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word

I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me

There is a pain so utter, it swallows being up; The covers the abyss with a trance So memory can step around, across, upon it.

If you take care of the small things, the big things take care of themselves. You can gain more control over your life by paying closer attention to the little things.

When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee. When a Lover is an Owner Different is he.

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.