When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries.
There's no dew left on the daisies and clover; there's no rain left in heaven.
we wish for more in life rather than more of it.
A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life.
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.
You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven / That God has hidden your face?