the little things in life often make more trouble than the big things.

I am quite likely to re-act to the opposite extreme - to feel rapturously that the world is beautiful and mere existence something to thank God for. I suppose our 'blues' are the price we have to pay for our temperament. 'The gods don't allow us to be in their debt.' They give us sensitiveness to beauty in all its forms but the shadow of the gift goes with it.

one reason why I like writing poetry - you can say so many things in it that are true in poetry but wouldn't be true in prose.

…determined to enjoy her luxury of grief uncomforted.

if I can't get what I want - well, I'll want what I can get.

Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It's splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.

The world is always young again for just a few moments at the dawn.