My love for you tonight is so deep and tender that it seems to be outside myself as well.
That's all life is - something childish and very natural. Isn't it?
But the more poetry one reads the more one longs to read!
Wind moving through grass so that the grass quivers. This moves me with an emotion I don't even understand.
I must say, I hate money. But it's the lack of it I hate most.
Everything in life that we really accept undergoes a change.