Mothers of America let your kids go to the movies! get them out of the house so they won't know what you're up to it's true that fresh air is good for the body but what about the soul that grows in darkness, embossed by silvery images and when you grow old as grow old you must they won't hate you

Even trees understand me! Good heavens, I lie under them, too, don't I? I'm just like a pile of leaves.

O my enormous piano, you are not like being outdoors

Leaf! you are so big! How can you change your color, then just fall! As if there were no such thing as integrity!

When I die, don't come, I wouldn't want a leaf to turn away from the sun -- it loves it there. There's nothing so spiritual about being happy but you can't miss a day of it, because it doesn't last.

I'm becoming the street. Who are you in love with? me? Straight against the light I cross.

The stars fell one by one into his eyes and burnt.