Nothing but blackness above And nothing that moves but the cars... God, if you wish for our love, Fling us a handful of stars!
Louis UntermeyerCome, drink the mystic wine of Night, Brimming with silence and the stars; While earth, bathed in this holy light, Is seen without its scars.
Louis UntermeyerFriendship is like love at its best; not blind but sympathetically all-seeing; a support which does not wait for understanding; an act of faith which does not need, but always has, reason.
Louis Untermeyer