A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books.

My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea

Give what you have. To some one, it may be better than you dare to think.

The smoking flax before it burst to flame Was quenched by death, and broken the bruised reed.

Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow.

Don't cross the bridge til you come to it.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.